Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Mozambique and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Todd Rundgren to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Spandau Ballet. All the underground hits.
All Inner City tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oppenheimer Analysis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Age Steppers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Gang Dance,
PIL,
Tim Buckley,
The Techniques,
David Axelrod,
Amon Düül II,
Harmonia,
Wolf Eyes,
Wally Richardson,
Kool Moe Dee,
Dual Sessions,
Robert Görl,
Agent Orange,
Moebius,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Piero Umiliani,
cv313,
Desert Stars,
Deakin,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Aural Exciters,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Clear Light,
The Tremeloes,
Gregory Isaacs,
Drive Like Jehu,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Average White Band,
Donald Byrd,
Terrestrial Tones,
Rites of Spring,
Kerri Chandler,
Masters at Work,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Ultravox,
Ronan,
Dave Gahan,
Thompson Twins,
Aswad,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bauhaus,
The Fortunes,
Max Romeo,
Radiohead,
The Invisible,
Arthur Verocai,
Babytalk,
Lalann,
The Move,
Kayak,
Infiniti,
Harpers Bizarre,
Matthew Bourne,
Massinfluence,
LL Cool J,
The Mummies,
Scion,
Sister Nancy,
Black Pus,
The Toasters,
ABC,
Robert Wyatt,
Rakim,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.