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 Slovakia and from Seoul.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Copenhagen.
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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Mission of Burma to the rap 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 Khruangbin. All the underground hits.
All The Young Rascals tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Names record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scientists record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
JFA,
Yusef Lateef,
Cybotron,
The Evens,
Youth Brigade,
Sound Behaviour,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Theoretical Girls,
Clear Light,
Thee Headcoats,
Ken Boothe,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Erykah Badu,
The Gladiators,
Surgeon,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Index,
A Certain Ratio,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Amon Düül,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Scrapy,
Camouflage,
The Mojo Men,
Isaac Hayes,
Reuben Wilson,
R.M.O.,
Pulsallama,
Darondo,
Howard Jones,
Gang of Four,
Make Up,
Skriet,
Brass Construction,
The Leaves,
Carl Craig,
The Cosmic Jokers,
10cc,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Crooked Eye,
Simply Red,
Roxette,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Talk Talk,
Joensuu 1685,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Goldenarms,
Au Pairs,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Piero Umiliani,
the Sonics,
Banda Bassotti,
Technova,
Moby Grape,
The Litter,
Throbbing Gristle,
Mo-Dettes,
Wire,
Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott.
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.