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 Ivory Coast and from Halifax.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 spring reverb 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 Robert Görl to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Outsiders. All the underground hits.
All Deepchord tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Selecter 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deepchord record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Modern Lovers,
Black Moon,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Silicon Teens,
The Gap Band,
Avey Tare,
Nas,
DJ Sneak,
Dave Gahan,
Duran Duran,
Soul II Soul,
Terry Callier,
Bauhaus,
Clear Light,
Lyres,
Anthony Braxton,
Jacques Brel,
Parry Music,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Eden Ahbez,
8 Eyed Spy,
Jacob Miller,
Rotary Connection,
Flash Fearless,
Robert Wyatt,
Deadbeat,
Unrelated Segments,
Lalo Schifrin,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
the Germs,
10cc,
The Motions,
The Pretty Things,
Joyce Sims,
kango's stein massive,
The Standells,
Rekid,
Absolute Body Control,
Crispian St. Peters,
Susan Cadogan,
Dorothy Ashby,
Jawbox,
Aural Exciters,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Todd Rundgren,
MDC,
Sonny Sharrock,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Shadows of Knight,
Ossler,
Circle Jerks,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Wake,
Outsiders,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Warren Ellis,
The Litter,
Intrusion,
Monolake,
Trumans Water,
James White and The Blacks,
Sexual Harrassment, Sexual Harrassment, Sexual Harrassment, Sexual Harrassment.
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.