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 Equatorial Guinea and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 mellotron 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 Isaac Hayes to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Golliwogs. All the underground hits.
All The Detroit Cobras tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 linndrum and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fluxion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
a-ha,
The Offenders,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Mo-Dettes,
K-Klass,
Gang Starr,
LL Cool J,
Minutemen,
Jacques Brel,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Lucky Dragons,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Bronski Beat,
Fela Kuti,
Bad Manners,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Morten Harket,
Zero Boys,
The Fugs,
Wally Richardson,
Massinfluence,
Duran Duran,
June Days,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Cure,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Television,
Joyce Sims,
Crime,
Make Up,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Jeff Lynne,
Howard Jones,
Gong,
The Sonics,
Joe Finger,
The Blackbyrds,
Nas,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Swans,
Leonard Cohen,
Kevin Saunderson,
Barrington Levy,
Kool Moe Dee,
Absolute Body Control,
Black Pus,
The J.B.'s,
Erykah Badu,
Radiopuhelimet,
the Sonics,
Henry Cow,
The Electric Prunes,
Robert Görl,
Ohio Players,
The Black Dice,
John Lydon,
Cameo,
the Germs,
Freddie Wadling,
Q and Not U,
London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir.
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.