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 Malaysia and from Beijing.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 chamberlin 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 The Real Kids to the techno 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 Fluxion. All the underground hits.
All Quantec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Evens 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The New Christs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Suburban Knight,
Theoretical Girls,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Jimmy McGriff,
Black Bananas,
Minor Threat,
The Toasters,
The Saints,
Television,
Make Up,
Nirvana,
Dawn Penn,
Grauzone,
Rotary Connection,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Unrelated Segments,
The Blackbyrds,
Animal Collective,
Sarah Menescal,
Sixth Finger,
Flipper,
FM Einheit,
Max Romeo,
The Gories,
Rhythm & Sound,
a-ha,
Youth Brigade,
The Moleskins,
Lalo Schifrin,
Rapeman,
Camouflage,
Hasil Adkins,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Country Teasers,
Charles Mingus,
the Human League,
Ultravox,
Niagra,
Joyce Sims,
Q65,
Liliput,
Chris & Cosey,
The Sisters of Mercy,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Deadbeat,
Fear,
Bobby Sherman,
Sugar Minott,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Eurythmics,
Toni Rubio,
Accadde A,
Lightning Bolt,
Frankie Knuckles,
Amon Düül,
Thompson Twins,
Funky Four + One,
the Soft Cell,
The Beau Brummels,
Bad Manners,
Minnie Riperton,
Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon.
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.