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 Nicaragua and from Columbus.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Shoche to the electroclash 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 Angels of Light & Akron/Family. All the underground hits.
All Freddie Wadling tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alice Coltrane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pantytec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Letta Mbulu,
Funkadelic,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Popol Vuh,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Skatalites,
Derrick May,
R.M.O.,
Quantec,
Sparks,
Crash Course in Science,
Saccharine Trust,
Kaleidoscope,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Derrick Morgan,
Peter and Kerry,
EPMD,
Magazine,
Simply Red,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Eric B and Rakim,
Johnny Osbourne,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Scrapy,
Reagan Youth,
Brick,
Warren Ellis,
Lindisfarne,
Negative Approach,
Quando Quango,
Neil Young,
Josef K,
Cluster,
Das Ding,
The Saints,
Jacob Miller,
Jesper Dahlback,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Essential Logic,
Skriet,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Gil Scott Heron,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Swans,
Blossom Toes,
Cecil Taylor,
The Cowsills,
The Names,
The Fugs,
48th St. Collective,
Scion,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Mummies,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Lalann,
The Black Dice,
Scratch Acid,
Joy Division,
Todd Rundgren,
Loose Ends,
Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses.
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.