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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 linndrum 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 Peter and Kerry to the dance 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 Moebius. All the underground hits.
All The Royal Family And The Poor tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mary Jane Girls 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 an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radio Birdman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yaz,
The Victims,
Zapp,
Buzzcocks,
Wolf Eyes,
Kevin Saunderson,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Toni Rubio,
Rosa Yemen,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Five Americans,
Sight & Sound,
Mo-Dettes,
Joe Finger,
China Crisis,
New Age Steppers,
Metal Thangz,
Eve St. Jones,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Grandmaster Flash,
Lightning Bolt,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Smoke,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Soulsonic Force,
Mandrill,
Nils Olav,
Skarface,
Bauhaus,
Kaleidoscope,
Wasted Youth,
Kayak,
Jeru the Damaja,
Robert Wyatt,
The Smiths,
Blake Baxter,
Infiniti,
Jeff Mills,
Dual Sessions,
Aaron Thompson,
Popol Vuh,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Real Kids,
Gichy Dan,
Nik Kershaw,
Mad Mike,
Fatback Band,
Brothers Johnson,
The Moody Blues,
Grey Daturas,
Bootsy Collins,
Half Japanese,
Alison Limerick,
Henry Cow,
Quadrant,
Average White Band,
The Tremeloes,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Chris & Cosey,
Harry Pussy,
Gang Gang Dance,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.