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 Turkmenistan and from Accra.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Toronto.
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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Cowsills to the rock 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 Louis and Bebe Barron. All the underground hits.
All Sparks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Juan Atkins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Piero Umiliani record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Groovy Waters,
the Human League,
Man Parrish,
Mo-Dettes,
Toni Rubio,
Nirvana,
Johnny Osbourne,
Cluster,
Alphaville,
The Red Krayola,
Kevin Saunderson,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Scott Walker,
Piero Umiliani,
Nico,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Roy Ayers,
Marine Girls,
Gang Green,
Anthony Braxton,
Barbara Tucker,
Fela Kuti,
Barry Ungar,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Yusef Lateef,
Goldenarms,
Bad Manners,
Pole,
Model 500,
Half Japanese,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Mr. Review,
The Raincoats,
Ludus,
Warsaw,
Delon & Dalcan,
Don Cherry,
Joyce Sims,
Hasil Adkins,
The Index,
Flipper,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
China Crisis,
Ultimate Spinach,
Joensuu 1685,
Man Eating Sloth,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Donny Hathaway,
Aswad,
The Durutti Column,
Q65,
The Fuzztones,
The Gap Band,
Ronnie Foster,
The Music Machine,
Panda Bear,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Negative Approach,
Scratch Acid, Scratch Acid, Scratch Acid, Scratch Acid.
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.