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 Japan and from Beijing.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Laurel Aitken 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 Clear Light. All the underground hits.
All Idris Muhammad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hardrive record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harry Pussy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DNA,
Andrew Hill,
Dual Sessions,
Rotary Connection,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Happenings,
Make Up,
The Dave Clark Five,
Scan 7,
Sonic Youth,
Japan,
Gil Scott Heron,
Simply Red,
Bobby Byrd,
Severed Heads,
China Crisis,
Lucky Dragons,
Ken Boothe,
Main Source,
Brass Construction,
Loose Ends,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Velvet Underground,
Bobby Sherman,
Jawbox,
Moby Grape,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Charles Mingus,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Maleditus Sound,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Heaven 17,
The Grass Roots,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Darondo,
The Human League,
Ice-T,
Crash Course in Science,
Gregory Isaacs,
Black Pus,
Quantec,
Joe Smooth,
Chrome,
Quando Quango,
Ten City,
Groovy Waters,
The Sonics,
The Victims,
Zero Boys,
Cal Tjader,
Sly & The Family Stone,
KRS-One,
Yaz,
June of 44,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Letta Mbulu,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Terry Callier,
Sarah Menescal,
Pet Shop Boys,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu.
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.