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 Honduras and from London.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Thompson Twins to the dance 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 Sight & Sound. All the underground hits.
All Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scott Walker + Sunn O))) record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marine Girls,
The Fortunes,
Little Man,
Buzzcocks,
Frankie Knuckles,
MDC,
kango's stein massive,
Gregory Isaacs,
La Düsseldorf,
Flash Fearless,
Marmalade,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Massinfluence,
DJ Style,
Nils Olav,
Gastr Del Sol,
Morten Harket,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Black Dice,
Niagra,
Slave,
Banda Bassotti,
Grauzone,
The Monochrome Set,
Public Image Ltd.,
Intrusion,
A Certain Ratio,
Terrestrial Tones,
Soul II Soul,
Funky Four + One,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Chrome,
Lee Hazlewood,
Terry Callier,
Amon Düül,
Gabor Szabo,
Adolescents,
Godley & Creme,
The Skatalites,
Lucky Dragons,
Blake Baxter,
Barrington Levy,
Joy Division,
CMW,
Suburban Knight,
The Fuzztones,
Andrew Hill,
Don Cherry,
The Invisible,
Stetsasonic,
the Slits,
Boogie Down Productions,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Prince Buster,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Human League,
Eric Dolphy,
Trumans Water,
Half Japanese,
Barbara Tucker,
Ken Boothe,
Porter Ricks, Porter Ricks, Porter Ricks, Porter Ricks.
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.