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 Kiribati and from Edmonton.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 John Holt to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Sexual Harrassment. All the underground hits.
All MDC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Toasters 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lebanon Hanover,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
New Order,
Swans,
Unrelated Segments,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Man Eating Sloth,
Q and Not U,
Bob Dylan,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bootsy Collins,
Sound Behaviour,
The Grass Roots,
The Real Kids,
Hot Snakes,
Chris & Cosey,
Groovy Waters,
The Angels of Light,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Fear,
La Düsseldorf,
Visage,
Byron Stingily,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
UT,
The Standells,
Eric B and Rakim,
Ice-T,
Graham Central Station,
Hashim,
Interpol,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Knickerbockers,
Essential Logic,
Scratch Acid,
Aaron Thompson,
Moby Grape,
Todd Terry,
The Young Rascals,
Icehouse,
Pharoah Sanders,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Spoonie Gee,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
JFA,
Kaleidoscope,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Fall,
Japan,
Echospace,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Yaz,
Little Man,
Pole,
Chris Corsano,
Khruangbin,
Jacob Miller,
Skarface,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Guru Guru,
Masters at Work, Masters at Work, Masters at Work, Masters at Work.
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.