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 Morocco and from Houston.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
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 Swell Maps to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Erasure. All the underground hits.
All The United States of America tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Toasters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gerry Rafferty record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
London Community Gospel Choir,
Rod Modell,
ABC,
Joe Finger,
The Busters,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
the Sonics,
Amon Düül II,
The Young Rascals,
The Vogues,
David Axelrod,
Animal Collective,
These Immortal Souls,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Blackbyrds,
Can,
The Fall,
PIL,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Khruangbin,
Nation of Ulysses,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Birthday Party,
Grauzone,
Theoretical Girls,
Danielle Patucci,
Bob Dylan,
Howard Jones,
Smog,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Alton Ellis,
Ralphi Rosario,
Ultimate Spinach,
Gang Green,
The Gories,
Lakeside,
Gichy Dan,
Ice-T,
Mantronix,
The Selecter,
Big Daddy Kane,
Radiohead,
Loose Ends,
Absolute Body Control,
Second Layer,
The Buckinghams,
The Monochrome Set,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Donny Hathaway,
T.S.O.L.,
Cecil Taylor,
Slick Rick,
The Searchers,
Fear,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Henry Cow,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Matthew Bourne,
The Sound,
Roger Hodgson,
Skaos,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282.
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.