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 Liberia and from Accra.
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 Mexico City and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Roy Ayers Ubiquity to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Man Parrish. All the underground hits.
All Maurizio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dual Sessions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Slick Rick record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thompson Twins,
cv313,
Byron Stingily,
Tim Buckley,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Move,
Amazonics,
Ossler,
Avey Tare,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Mojo Men,
Maurizio,
Chrome,
Crooked Eye,
Barry Ungar,
A Certain Ratio,
Quadrant,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Moebius,
Grey Daturas,
Liliput,
The Offenders,
Al Stewart,
The Leaves,
The Evens,
China Crisis,
Prince Buster,
Sun Ra,
MC5,
Mantronix,
Rapeman,
Heaven 17,
New York Dolls,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Gories,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bill Wells,
Rod Modell,
Toni Rubio,
Black Sheep,
The Doors,
Bobby Byrd,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Nation of Ulysses,
Boredoms,
Public Enemy,
Unwound,
Banda Bassotti,
kango's stein massive,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Los Fastidios,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Peter & Gordon,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Scott Walker,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Goldenarms,
Crispian St. Peters,
Sparks, Sparks, Sparks, Sparks.
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.