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 Burundi and from New York.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 marimba 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 Boredoms to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Vainqueur. All the underground hits.
All The Vogues tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DNA record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 clarinet and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gap Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sound,
Visage,
Liliput,
Toni Rubio,
The Standells,
Panda Bear,
Howard Jones,
Sällskapet,
Infiniti,
the Bar-Kays,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Audionom,
Minor Threat,
The Busters,
The Barracudas,
Sound Behaviour,
The Doobie Brothers,
Neu!,
The Zeros,
Ossler,
Von Mondo,
Ponytail,
Blake Baxter,
Todd Terry,
The Monochrome Set,
Hasil Adkins,
The Durutti Column,
Drexciya,
Angry Samoans,
Bauhaus,
The Real Kids,
Traffic Nightmare,
LL Cool J,
The Birthday Party,
John Cale,
The Detroit Cobras,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
the Soft Cell,
Marcia Griffiths,
Scientists,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Echospace,
Henry Cow,
Hoover,
Fear,
Clear Light,
Tommy Roe,
Lebanon Hanover,
Pet Shop Boys,
Jeff Mills,
Model 500,
Moebius,
Skarface,
Monolake,
Basic Channel,
Slick Rick,
Livin' Joy,
Jeru the Damaja,
Thompson Twins,
Pantytec,
KRS-One, KRS-One, KRS-One, KRS-One.
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.