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 Chile and from Madrid.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Deakin to the disco 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 Tears for Fears. All the underground hits.
All Public Enemy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crispian St. Peters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Groovy Waters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Main Source,
Peter and Kerry,
Trumans Water,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Warsaw,
Essential Logic,
Harmonia,
Inner City,
Masters at Work,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Nik Kershaw,
The Doors,
Unwound,
Black Moon,
The Seeds,
Lalo Schifrin,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Slits,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Scion,
The Names,
Funky Four + One,
Deakin,
Skaos,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
the Sonics,
Bill Near,
The Real Kids,
Little Man,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Flamin' Groovies,
Joensuu 1685,
Bluetip,
New York Dolls,
The Saints,
The Angels of Light,
Tubeway Army,
Rosa Yemen,
Dawn Penn,
Y Pants,
U.S. Maple,
Dorothy Ashby,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Pole,
kango's stein massive,
Rufus Thomas,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Pussy Galore,
Godley & Creme,
Jandek,
Gang Gang Dance,
Fear,
The Slackers,
Agitation Free,
Icehouse,
Don Cherry,
Brass Construction,
Brick,
Laurel Aitken,
Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane.
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.