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 the UAE and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 marimba 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 Audionom to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Tres Demented. All the underground hits.
All Deakin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Slits 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Unrelated Segments,
Danielle Patucci,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
John Foxx,
The Doors,
kango's stein massive,
Todd Rundgren,
Janne Schatter,
Outsiders,
the Soft Cell,
Bang On A Can,
The Gun Club,
Colin Newman,
Matthew Bourne,
Cal Tjader,
Animal Collective,
Royal Trux,
Ice-T,
Brick,
Ornette Coleman,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Country Teasers,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
John Lydon,
The Count Five,
Carl Craig,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Subhumans,
Deadbeat,
June Days,
Lalo Schifrin,
Metal Thangz,
Mo-Dettes,
T.S.O.L.,
Adolescents,
Jeff Lynne,
The Five Americans,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Dorothy Ashby,
Spoonie Gee,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Pierre Henry,
OOIOO,
Sound Behaviour,
Peter and Kerry,
Angry Samoans,
Sparks,
Ronnie Foster,
Main Source,
Dawn Penn,
Absolute Body Control,
Gang Gang Dance,
ABC,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Stooges,
a-ha,
Whodini,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Throbbing Gristle,
These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls.
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.