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 Jamaica and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 chamberlin 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 DJ Sneak to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Dark Day. All the underground hits.
All Ossler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swell Maps 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nils Olav record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick Morgan,
Scrapy,
Robert Wyatt,
X-101,
Magazine,
cv313,
Althea and Donna,
Minutemen,
D'Angelo,
Funky Four + One,
F. McDonald,
8 Eyed Spy,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Residents,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Cosmic Jokers,
June Days,
Hardrive,
Outsiders,
Clear Light,
Deadbeat,
Pagans,
Gabor Szabo,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Yellowson,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sound Behaviour,
Marcia Griffiths,
Brothers Johnson,
The Mojo Men,
the Fania All-Stars,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Panda Bear,
The Leaves,
Country Teasers,
Quadrant,
Monolake,
Hot Snakes,
The Slits,
Tropical Tobacco,
Susan Cadogan,
Unwound,
Sight & Sound,
Goldenarms,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
PIL,
Shuggie Otis,
Scott Walker,
James White and The Blacks,
Faust,
Spandau Ballet,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Associates,
Archie Shepp,
Mandrill,
DNA,
Electric Prunes,
Wolf Eyes,
Absolute Body Control,
The Searchers,
Marshall Jefferson,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Ten City, Ten City, Ten City, Ten City.
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.