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 New Zealand and from Hong Kong.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the theremin 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 Steve Hackett to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 John Coltrane. All the underground hits.
All Eden Ahbez tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barclay James Harvest record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skriet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bill Wells,
Graham Central Station,
Babytalk,
John Foxx,
the Swans,
Young Marble Giants,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Pretty Things,
Gastr Del Sol,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Techniques,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
AZ,
Alphaville,
Pierre Henry,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Flash Fearless,
Wasted Youth,
Cheater Slicks,
Big Daddy Kane,
Anthony Braxton,
Aswad,
Bronski Beat,
Lucky Dragons,
Sight & Sound,
DNA,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Brass Construction,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
cv313,
Reuben Wilson,
Rapeman,
Cluster,
Average White Band,
The Seeds,
Tom Boy,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Robert Görl,
Icehouse,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Zeros,
Lower 48,
Deadbeat,
Kool Moe Dee,
Guru Guru,
Fela Kuti,
The Human League,
Barbara Tucker,
The Cure,
June Days,
Bootsy Collins,
The Martian,
Matthew Halsall,
Eddi Front,
Grandmaster Flash,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The J.B.'s,
Aaron Thompson,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Fuzztones,
The Blues Magoos,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
China Crisis,
The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines.
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.