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 Madrid.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Sugar Minott to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Ohio Players. All the underground hits.
All Lindisfarne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Freddie Wadling 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Age Steppers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Tremeloes,
James White and The Blacks,
Unrelated Segments,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Juan Atkins,
Robert Görl,
The Real Kids,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Yazoo,
Pet Shop Boys,
Kevin Saunderson,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Walker Brothers,
Guru Guru,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Move,
Bad Manners,
Sound Behaviour,
Black Flag,
The Grass Roots,
X-101,
Eli Mardock,
Half Japanese,
Scion,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Average White Band,
Derrick Morgan,
The Monks,
Outsiders,
Clear Light,
Fatback Band,
The American Breed,
Marshall Jefferson,
Patti Smith,
Stetsasonic,
Junior Murvin,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Josef K,
Jawbox,
Scrapy,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Thee Headcoats,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Intrusion,
Throbbing Gristle,
Mantronix,
Angry Samoans,
Henry Cow,
the Sonics,
Mo-Dettes,
Dual Sessions,
Johnny Clarke,
Public Enemy,
LL Cool J,
The Barracudas,
Glenn Branca,
Magma,
Wally Richardson,
The Fortunes,
Grey Daturas,
Sandy B,
Rotary Connection,
Urselle, Urselle, Urselle, Urselle.
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.