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 Turkmenistan and from Halifax.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Gary Puckett & The Union Gap to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Kurtis Blow. All the underground hits.
All Lakeside tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neu! 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kool G Rap & DJ Polo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Michelle Simonal,
Half Japanese,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Wire,
Davy DMX,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Robert Görl,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Matthew Halsall,
The Monochrome Set,
Radiopuhelimet,
Big Daddy Kane,
Silicon Teens,
Urselle,
Harmonia,
Sonic Youth,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
DNA,
Donald Byrd,
Eric Copeland,
Erasure,
Grey Daturas,
Brothers Johnson,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Tubeway Army,
Connie Case,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Gap Band,
Rapeman,
Ronnie Foster,
The Martian,
The Knickerbockers,
Mandrill,
Alison Limerick,
8 Eyed Spy,
Peter & Gordon,
Roxy Music,
Spoonie Gee,
Monks,
Second Layer,
La Düsseldorf,
Faust,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Buzzcocks,
Metal Thangz,
Nas,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Schoolly D,
Panda Bear,
The Grass Roots,
The Wake,
The Five Americans,
Pere Ubu,
Letta Mbulu,
Boredoms,
Soul II Soul,
Cal Tjader,
Deakin,
The Golliwogs,
the Fania All-Stars,
the Human League,
Amon Düül, Amon Düül, Amon Düül, Amon Düül.
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.