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 Guyana and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 rhodes 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 Cybotron to the funk 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 Buckinghams. All the underground hits.
All Soul II Soul tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roy Ayers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cameo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Glenn Branca,
the Human League,
The Shadows of Knight,
Smog,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Main Source,
Stereo Dub,
cv313,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Lindisfarne,
Dawn Penn,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Associates,
Chrome,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Busters,
Massinfluence,
The Dave Clark Five,
Letta Mbulu,
The Electric Prunes,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Scan 7,
Pharoah Sanders,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Davy DMX,
The Velvet Underground,
Tomorrow,
Blancmange,
Radiohead,
Rakim,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Mary Jane Girls,
Slave,
L. Decosne,
Supertramp,
Godley & Creme,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The J.B.'s,
Inner City,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Kool Moe Dee,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Japan,
Fluxion,
Kas Product,
Minny Pops,
OOIOO,
Henry Cow,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Offenders,
Roger Hodgson,
Aloha Tigers,
Maurizio,
Aswad,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Kayak,
Scion,
kango's stein massive,
Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons.
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.