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 Belarus and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 güiro 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 Skriet 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 Visage. All the underground hits.
All Lower 48 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Shadows of Knight record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quadrant record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Association,
Dorothy Ashby,
Lalo Schifrin,
Deakin,
The Birthday Party,
OOIOO,
Unwound,
Girls At Our Best!,
Maurizio,
Massinfluence,
Scott Walker,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Al Stewart,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Donald Byrd,
MDC,
Procol Harum,
Drive Like Jehu,
Minnie Riperton,
Michelle Simonal,
Bill Near,
Amon Düül,
World's Most,
Stereo Dub,
Swell Maps,
Mad Mike,
Eurythmics,
Radiohead,
Circle Jerks,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Roxy Music,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Lindisfarne,
Saccharine Trust,
Ken Boothe,
Soul Sonic Force,
Outsiders,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Mary Jane Girls,
Arab on Radar,
Cheater Slicks,
Wire,
Wings,
Junior Murvin,
Main Source,
Ludus,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Fat Boys,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
David Bowie,
Minutemen,
Bush Tetras,
Skaos,
Prince Buster,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Mark Hollis,
Danielle Patucci,
Spandau Ballet,
Faust,
AZ,
Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone.
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.