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 Jamaica and from Portland.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Motions to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 DeepChord presents Echospace. All the underground hits.
All Jacob Miller tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Reagan Youth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Moleskins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Wyatt,
One Last Wish,
Model 500,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Minor Threat,
The Techniques,
Infiniti,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Rhythm & Sound,
Skaos,
Basic Channel,
Vainqueur,
Faust,
Funky Four + One,
Accadde A,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Associates,
PIL,
Zero Boys,
Wasted Youth,
The Raincoats,
Soul Sonic Force,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Gil Scott Heron,
U.S. Maple,
Pole,
Gong,
Qualms,
Lungfish,
Unrelated Segments,
Eric Copeland,
Radiohead,
Monks,
Kaleidoscope,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Lalo Schifrin,
Quadrant,
Jeru the Damaja,
B.T. Express,
Scion,
Glenn Branca,
The Music Machine,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
AZ,
Supertramp,
Thompson Twins,
The Selecter,
The Sisters of Mercy,
DNA,
Letta Mbulu,
Toni Rubio,
Liliput,
Alice Coltrane,
Gregory Isaacs,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
New Order,
Albert Ayler,
The Monochrome Set,
Fluxion,
The American Breed, The American Breed, The American Breed, The American Breed.
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.