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 Djibouti and from Calgary.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
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 Yellowson to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Motions. All the underground hits.
All Amazonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Throbbing Gristle record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Detroit Cobras record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Unrelated Segments,
Glenn Branca,
Agitation Free,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Maleditus Sound,
Siglo XX,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Peter and Kerry,
Rhythm & Sound,
Soulsonic Force,
Soul Sonic Force,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Funky Four + One,
Tres Demented,
Japan,
Ultravox,
Marshall Jefferson,
Cymande,
Freddie Wadling,
Flamin' Groovies,
Half Japanese,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Youth Brigade,
Gerry Rafferty,
Slick Rick,
Laurel Aitken,
The Dead C,
D'Angelo,
The Blackbyrds,
The Standells,
Sonic Youth,
Susan Cadogan,
The Five Americans,
Gil Scott Heron,
Qualms,
Judy Mowatt,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Tropical Tobacco,
Terrestrial Tones,
Aural Exciters,
Joensuu 1685,
Lou Reed,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
John Foxx,
Jimmy McGriff,
Robert Wyatt,
Dennis Brown,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Names,
The Cramps,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Kurtis Blow,
Eve St. Jones,
Ohio Players,
Pylon,
The Doors,
Jacob Miller,
EPMD,
Reuben Wilson,
Pere Ubu,
Simply Red,
Organ, Organ, Organ, Organ.
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.