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 Djibouti 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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Blossom Toes. All the underground hits.
All Todd Rundgren tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Depeche Mode record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Audionom,
The Cure,
Nico,
Lalann,
The Cramps,
Blossom Toes,
Mark Hollis,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
David McCallum,
Todd Rundgren,
Anakelly,
The Remains,
Sixth Finger,
Sarah Menescal,
The Offenders,
The Vogues,
Davy DMX,
The Golliwogs,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Black Sheep,
Tim Buckley,
Sister Nancy,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Suicide,
Iggy Pop,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Don Cherry,
Hoover,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Rapeman,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
One Last Wish,
Althea and Donna,
Josef K,
Saccharine Trust,
Alphaville,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Alice Coltrane,
The Blackbyrds,
the Swans,
Bill Near,
The Doobie Brothers,
Cecil Taylor,
Babytalk,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Brand Nubian,
Gang Starr,
Ohio Players,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Mantronix,
ABC,
Max Romeo,
Derrick Morgan,
Camouflage,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The United States of America,
Warsaw,
Pantaleimon,
Wasted Youth,
Icehouse,
Zero Boys,
Amon Düül II,
Flash Fearless,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter.
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.