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 Swaziland and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 harpsichord 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 The Mummies to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Ice-T. All the underground hits.
All cv313 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun Ra 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Order record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fluxion,
Sight & Sound,
Monolake,
The Human League,
Gil Scott Heron,
Siglo XX,
Cecil Taylor,
Hoover,
Animal Collective,
The Monks,
Hasil Adkins,
Jeff Mills,
Rod Modell,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Chrome,
Das Ding,
Robert Wyatt,
8 Eyed Spy,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Tremeloes,
The Moody Blues,
Darondo,
Black Bananas,
Throbbing Gristle,
Dual Sessions,
Underground Resistance,
Grauzone,
Crispian St. Peters,
Deepchord,
Accadde A,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Monks,
Anthony Braxton,
Cheater Slicks,
K-Klass,
Faust,
Nik Kershaw,
Sound Behaviour,
Crime,
Robert Görl,
Pulsallama,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Rapeman,
Los Fastidios,
The Invisible,
a-ha,
Supertramp,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Cowsills,
Theoretical Girls,
The J.B.'s,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Parry Music,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Goldenarms,
Au Pairs,
Grandmaster Flash,
Bang On A Can,
La Düsseldorf,
Freddie Wadling,
Bad Manners,
Symarip,
Mandrill,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.