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 Ecuador and from Madrid.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Stetsasonic to the crunk 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 AZ. All the underground hits.
All Tom Boy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Birthday Party record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soft Cell,
Albert Ayler,
Thompson Twins,
Saccharine Trust,
the Germs,
Scan 7,
Young Marble Giants,
Unrelated Segments,
Nik Kershaw,
Loose Ends,
Lebanon Hanover,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Mantronix,
Judy Mowatt,
Procol Harum,
Fat Boys,
Excepter,
Pere Ubu,
Essential Logic,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Con Funk Shun,
Marmalade,
The Grass Roots,
Drive Like Jehu,
Flash Fearless,
China Crisis,
These Immortal Souls,
Yazoo,
Todd Terry,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Erykah Badu,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Mad Mike,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Intrusion,
Idris Muhammad,
Pantaleimon,
The Star Department,
Duran Duran,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Invisible,
The Fuzztones,
Swell Maps,
Banda Bassotti,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Eden Ahbez,
The Modern Lovers,
The Standells,
Neil Young,
Bootsy Collins,
Sixth Finger,
Black Sheep,
Quadrant,
Dual Sessions,
Dark Day,
CMW,
The Motions,
The Tremeloes,
The Velvet Underground,
Parry Music,
Lucky Dragons,
Carl Craig,
James White and The Blacks, James White and The Blacks, James White and The Blacks, James White and The Blacks.
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.