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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Spokane.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Sisters of Mercy 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 Con Funk Shun. All the underground hits.
All L. Decosne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Swans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fad Gadget record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Graham Central Station,
Dennis Brown,
Danielle Patucci,
Maleditus Sound,
The Angels of Light,
Pet Shop Boys,
Blossom Toes,
Tears for Fears,
Oneida,
Dave Gahan,
Skarface,
Agent Orange,
Tim Buckley,
Von Mondo,
Masters at Work,
Ronnie Foster,
MDC,
Nirvana,
Banda Bassotti,
Derrick May,
Blake Baxter,
Soulsonic Force,
Leonard Cohen,
Bluetip,
Morten Harket,
Eric Copeland,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Mary Jane Girls,
DJ Sneak,
Roxy Music,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Dual Sessions,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Blancmange,
Thompson Twins,
Donny Hathaway,
Godley & Creme,
Mantronix,
EPMD,
Man Eating Sloth,
Howard Jones,
Rufus Thomas,
D'Angelo,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Offenders,
Jacques Brel,
Faust,
Warren Ellis,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Divine Comedy,
Ituana,
Outsiders,
Talk Talk,
Eli Mardock,
KRS-One,
Archie Shepp,
Q65,
The Barracudas,
Cameo,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Scan 7,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO.
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.