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 Chad and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Minutemen to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Cowsills. All the underground hits.
All Henry Cow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Matthew Halsall record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dave Clark Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barrington Levy,
New Age Steppers,
Prince Buster,
Ultravox,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Birthday Party,
The Detroit Cobras,
Audionom,
the Normal,
The Gories,
Interpol,
Scan 7,
Gang Starr,
Pharoah Sanders,
Pussy Galore,
Stereo Dub,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Scion,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Kevin Saunderson,
Ronan,
X-102,
Grey Daturas,
The Monochrome Set,
Television Personalities,
Intrusion,
Bobby Sherman,
The Barracudas,
Deepchord,
Niagra,
Can,
Blossom Toes,
Basic Channel,
Eurythmics,
Bluetip,
Faust,
Sonny Sharrock,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Index,
The Buckinghams,
Janne Schatter,
Adolescents,
MDC,
Deakin,
Public Enemy,
Eddi Front,
Tomorrow,
Bad Manners,
Camouflage,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Electric Prunes,
Leonard Cohen,
David McCallum,
Spandau Ballet,
Young Marble Giants,
The Cramps,
Youth Brigade,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Shuggie Otis,
Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths.
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.