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 France and from London.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Nas to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Nation of Ulysses. All the underground hits.
All ABC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every FM Einheit 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Angels of Light & Akron/Family record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
MDC,
Wasted Youth,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Japan,
Organ,
Sly & The Family Stone,
H. Thieme,
Tommy Roe,
Clear Light,
John Cale,
Parry Music,
Young Marble Giants,
Warren Ellis,
Half Japanese,
Loose Ends,
Marshall Jefferson,
Brass Construction,
The Evens,
Jacob Miller,
Sugar Minott,
Soul II Soul,
Ice-T,
Second Layer,
Q65,
Scott Walker,
ABBA,
Alton Ellis,
Pole,
Buzzcocks,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Faust,
Unwound,
The Offenders,
X-Ray Spex,
Brand Nubian,
Frankie Knuckles,
Television,
Lalann,
Siglo XX,
Suburban Knight,
Aaron Thompson,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Associates,
Patti Smith,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Technova,
Kas Product,
The Gladiators,
The Gap Band,
Derrick May,
Scrapy,
Matthew Halsall,
kango's stein massive,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Slackers,
The Trojans,
Rosa Yemen,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Alice Coltrane,
Eric Dolphy,
Basic Channel,
Terry Callier,
Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective.
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.