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 Comoros and from Paris.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Alton Ellis to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 The American Breed. All the underground hits.
All Tim Buckley tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every D'Angelo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 an oboe and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New York Dolls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flash Fearless,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Pole,
The Evens,
This Heat,
8 Eyed Spy,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Bobby Byrd,
Connie Case,
Fat Boys,
Lou Reed,
Porter Ricks,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Chris Corsano,
Tim Buckley,
Godley & Creme,
Chris & Cosey,
Fluxion,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Bizarre Inc.,
Cheater Slicks,
Bad Manners,
The Dirtbombs,
Dawn Penn,
The Busters,
Bauhaus,
Janne Schatter,
Section 25,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Buckinghams,
DJ Sneak,
Arcadia,
Frankie Knuckles,
Don Cherry,
Arab on Radar,
Sex Pistols,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Smiths,
Iggy Pop,
Quantec,
Howard Jones,
Mad Mike,
Sällskapet,
June Days,
Technova,
Qualms,
Delta 5,
10cc,
Public Enemy,
The Doors,
Au Pairs,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Fugs,
The Grass Roots,
Tears for Fears,
AZ,
The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges.
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.