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 Maldives and from Paris.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Max Romeo to the rap 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 Harmonia. All the underground hits.
All Jeru the Damaja tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Leaves record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Star Department record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Janne Schatter,
Rosa Yemen,
Flash Fearless,
Public Image Ltd.,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Ronan,
Flipper,
ABC,
The Mojo Men,
The Gun Club,
DJ Sneak,
Lee Hazlewood,
Jeff Mills,
Arthur Verocai,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Smoke,
The Last Poets,
Barrington Levy,
Bizarre Inc.,
Bad Manners,
The Searchers,
The Knickerbockers,
Fugazi,
Fatback Band,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Lakeside,
Blancmange,
Gastr Del Sol,
EPMD,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Ludus,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Camberwell Now,
the Normal,
Wally Richardson,
Public Enemy,
Vladislav Delay,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Boogie Down Productions,
Brothers Johnson,
Neil Young,
Skaos,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Howard Jones,
The Beau Brummels,
The Angels of Light,
X-102,
Curtis Mayfield,
Grey Daturas,
Theoretical Girls,
Spoonie Gee,
F. McDonald,
the Fania All-Stars,
Pet Shop Boys,
Massinfluence,
The Offenders,
Sexual Harrassment,
David Axelrod,
Y Pants,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive.
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.