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 Qatar and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 rhodes 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 DJ Style to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Q and Not U. All the underground hits.
All Robert Wyatt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Country Joe & The Fish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a De La Soul & Jungle Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Association,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Faraquet,
Au Pairs,
Todd Rundgren,
Shuggie Otis,
In Retrospect,
Main Source,
Lebanon Hanover,
10cc,
Dave Gahan,
Saccharine Trust,
Bizarre Inc.,
Massinfluence,
the Fania All-Stars,
Skriet,
Clear Light,
Erasure,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Ralphi Rosario,
Franke,
Hasil Adkins,
Sight & Sound,
Peter & Gordon,
Roger Hodgson,
Jacob Miller,
The Selecter,
Outsiders,
Kas Product,
D'Angelo,
Tomorrow,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Sound,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Grandmaster Flash,
Dead Boys,
Marvin Gaye,
Kevin Saunderson,
Pole,
The Blackbyrds,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Pop Group,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Albert Ayler,
Mad Mike,
Ludus,
Index,
The Smiths,
World's Most,
Infiniti,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Scrapy,
Underground Resistance,
The Slackers,
Terrestrial Tones,
Tom Boy,
Terry Callier,
Derrick May,
Spandau Ballet,
Arcadia,
The Modern Lovers,
Pantytec, Pantytec, Pantytec, Pantytec.
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.