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 Denmark and from Mumbai.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Hashim to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Junior Murvin. All the underground hits.
All Anakelly tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Glambeats Corp. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aural Exciters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul II Soul,
Minny Pops,
Swell Maps,
Eddi Front,
Altered Images,
Mo-Dettes,
Sonic Youth,
DJ Style,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Kaleidoscope,
Dawn Penn,
In Retrospect,
Silicon Teens,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Birthday Party,
The Gories,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Eric B and Rakim,
Country Teasers,
Dave Gahan,
Danielle Patucci,
Leonard Cohen,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Qualms,
The Names,
The Zeros,
Fad Gadget,
Althea and Donna,
The Skatalites,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Flipper,
Slave,
U.S. Maple,
Wings,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Arthur Verocai,
Minor Threat,
Panda Bear,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Selecter,
a-ha,
Nas,
Reagan Youth,
Radiopuhelimet,
Con Funk Shun,
Shuggie Otis,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Talk Talk,
Scratch Acid,
AZ,
OOIOO,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Dual Sessions,
Monolake,
Harmonia,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Bobby Byrd,
48th St. Collective,
Susan Cadogan,
Eden Ahbez,
Archie Shepp,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five.
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.