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 Netherlands and from London.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Sly & The Family Stone to the rap 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 John Coltrane. All the underground hits.
All Index tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Lynne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crispian St. Peters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sunsets and Hearts,
Minor Threat,
Masters at Work,
Panda Bear,
The Cowsills,
The Modern Lovers,
Marc Almond,
ABC,
Brand Nubian,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Amon Düül,
Negative Approach,
Bobby Sherman,
Graham Central Station,
Gang of Four,
Ralphi Rosario,
Girls At Our Best!,
Zapp,
John Coltrane,
Archie Shepp,
Eric Dolphy,
Brass Construction,
Quando Quango,
Ultimate Spinach,
Bill Near,
Sonny Sharrock,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Black Pus,
Ice-T,
David Bowie,
Frankie Knuckles,
In Retrospect,
Don Cherry,
Second Layer,
The Smoke,
Pere Ubu,
Barbara Tucker,
X-102,
The Evens,
Intrusion,
James White and The Blacks,
Jacques Brel,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Walker Brothers,
Eden Ahbez,
The Standells,
Blancmange,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Golliwogs,
Agitation Free,
Kenny Larkin,
Mary Jane Girls,
Ash Ra Tempel,
New Age Steppers,
Gang Starr,
Neil Young,
Roxy Music,
Deadbeat,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish.
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.