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 San Marino and from Glasgow.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 arpeggiator 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 The Jesus and Mary Chain to the grunge 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 Moss Icon. All the underground hits.
All The Grass Roots tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ossler record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Young Rascals record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Blake Baxter,
The Dead C,
The Move,
The Motions,
Ultravox,
Alton Ellis,
Motorama,
Morten Harket,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Vogues,
June Days,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
EPMD,
Camberwell Now,
Grey Daturas,
The J.B.'s,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Wings,
Girls At Our Best!,
Terry Callier,
Rotary Connection,
Toni Rubio,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
MC5,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Zeros,
The Slackers,
Circle Jerks,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Desert Stars,
The Martian,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Invisible,
Unrelated Segments,
ABBA,
Popol Vuh,
X-101,
Joy Division,
Average White Band,
Stetsasonic,
Qualms,
Deadbeat,
Mantronix,
Prince Buster,
Basic Channel,
Mars,
Aaron Thompson,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Eric B and Rakim,
Brand Nubian,
Masters at Work,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Ludus,
Johnny Osbourne,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Gabor Szabo,
Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound.
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.