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 Romania and from Manchester.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Little Man to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Minutemen. All the underground hits.
All Morten Harket tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonny Sharrock 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Procol Harum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
AZ,
Electric Prunes,
Throbbing Gristle,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Gong,
R.M.O.,
Supertramp,
David Axelrod,
Ice-T,
The Skatalites,
Brick,
Rakim,
Smog,
Echospace,
Pierre Henry,
Dave Gahan,
cv313,
Bronski Beat,
The Tremeloes,
Wally Richardson,
Oblivians,
Barbara Tucker,
The Associates,
Harmonia,
The Stooges,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Funkadelic,
Half Japanese,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Mummies,
The Knickerbockers,
Panda Bear,
Man Eating Sloth,
Harpers Bizarre,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Offenders,
Swell Maps,
Jacques Brel,
Peter & Gordon,
Juan Atkins,
Marshall Jefferson,
Patti Smith,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
a-ha,
Ronnie Foster,
Radiopuhelimet,
The J.B.'s,
Chris & Cosey,
Television Personalities,
John Holt,
The Blues Magoos,
Masters at Work,
B.T. Express,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Siglo XX,
Moby Grape,
Avey Tare,
The Evens,
Unrelated Segments,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen.
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.