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 Austria and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Unrelated Segments to the rock 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 The Knickerbockers. All the underground hits.
All The Young Rascals tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Todd Terry 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 linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sandy B record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dual Sessions,
Trumans Water,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Gregory Isaacs,
Zapp,
Radio Birdman,
Black Flag,
Bill Wells,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Tim Buckley,
Ornette Coleman,
The Victims,
a-ha,
Prince Buster,
The Grass Roots,
Todd Terry,
Fat Boys,
Max Romeo,
R.M.O.,
Loose Ends,
Bobby Womack,
LL Cool J,
PIL,
The Trojans,
Warren Ellis,
Cabaret Voltaire,
This Heat,
H. Thieme,
Jesper Dahlback,
Shoche,
Ultimate Spinach,
Idris Muhammad,
Saccharine Trust,
The Cramps,
Rotary Connection,
The Stooges,
Ultravox,
Marine Girls,
Sex Pistols,
JFA,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Ituana,
Roger Hodgson,
The J.B.'s,
Isaac Hayes,
Man Parrish,
James White and The Blacks,
Terry Callier,
Joensuu 1685,
Traffic Nightmare,
Dorothy Ashby,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Cheater Slicks,
Brick,
Connie Case,
Infiniti,
Wolf Eyes,
Camberwell Now,
Yusef Lateef,
8 Eyed Spy,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Busters, The Busters, The Busters, The Busters.
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.