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 China and from Shanghai.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Accra.
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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the organ 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 Intrusion to the techno 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 H. Thieme. All the underground hits.
All David Bowie tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June Days record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Red Lorry Yellow Lorry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Guru Guru,
Black Flag,
Absolute Body Control,
A Certain Ratio,
Clear Light,
David Axelrod,
Moss Icon,
Minny Pops,
Faust,
Television Personalities,
H. Thieme,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Black Moon,
Kenny Larkin,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Shoche,
Rekid,
David McCallum,
Pere Ubu,
Glambeats Corp.,
Carl Craig,
La Düsseldorf,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Skaos,
Alton Ellis,
Qualms,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Intrusion,
The Black Dice,
cv313,
Inner City,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Loose Ends,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Dark Day,
DJ Style,
The United States of America,
Junior Murvin,
Vainqueur,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lalann,
Technova,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Warren Ellis,
Sam Rivers,
The Monks,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Eve St. Jones,
Visage,
Harmonia,
Lee Hazlewood,
Franke,
Ice-T,
Brass Construction,
Rhythm & Sound,
Tomorrow,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.