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 Manila.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the guitar 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 Charles Mingus to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Gang Starr. All the underground hits.
All Kas Product tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pet Shop Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 harpsichord and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kayak record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aloha Tigers,
The Skatalites,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Boogie Down Productions,
Wings,
Urselle,
Average White Band,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Carl Craig,
The Flesh Eaters,
Howard Jones,
David Bowie,
a-ha,
Pet Shop Boys,
Dual Sessions,
Robert Hood,
Matthew Halsall,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Cal Tjader,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
CMW,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Joyce Sims,
Los Fastidios,
Yusef Lateef,
La Düsseldorf,
The Alarm Clocks,
Marvin Gaye,
Minutemen,
Scrapy,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Sonny Sharrock,
cv313,
Thompson Twins,
Wolf Eyes,
Todd Rundgren,
Junior Murvin,
The Fall,
The Remains,
Isaac Hayes,
Eve St. Jones,
Cybotron,
The New Christs,
Roxy Music,
The Walker Brothers,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Nik Kershaw,
Bad Manners,
Fatback Band,
Subhumans,
Minnie Riperton,
Scott Walker,
UT,
John Foxx,
Public Enemy,
Prince Buster,
Danielle Patucci,
Kool Moe Dee,
Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry.
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.