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 Norway and from Lille.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 10cc to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Quantec. All the underground hits.
All Fort Wilson Riot tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scion record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun City Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Standells,
The Associates,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Country Teasers,
Newcleus,
Nirvana,
Big Daddy Kane,
Radiopuhelimet,
Kurtis Blow,
Al Stewart,
The Electric Prunes,
the Slits,
Half Japanese,
Q65,
Tears for Fears,
New Order,
cv313,
Theoretical Girls,
The Saints,
Sun Ra,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Patti Smith,
Byron Stingily,
Mission of Burma,
Juan Atkins,
Jeff Lynne,
Peter and Kerry,
Infiniti,
Bizarre Inc.,
Arcadia,
Lalo Schifrin,
Simply Red,
John Holt,
The Walker Brothers,
The Smoke,
Grauzone,
Make Up,
Bobby Womack,
Pet Shop Boys,
A Certain Ratio,
Slave,
Gabor Szabo,
World's Most,
CMW,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Maurizio,
Albert Ayler,
Todd Terry,
Cheater Slicks,
Panda Bear,
Silicon Teens,
Anthony Braxton,
The Victims,
Carl Craig,
Guru Guru,
Groovy Waters,
Lou Christie,
Leonard Cohen,
Easy Going,
Wally Richardson,
Q and Not U,
Absolute Body Control,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti.
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.