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 Netherlands 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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 synthesizer 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 Althea and Donna to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Smog. All the underground hits.
All John Holt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sugar Minott record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The J.B.'s record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bluetip,
Bobby Sherman,
Niagra,
Lalo Schifrin,
James Chance & The Contortions,
James White and The Blacks,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Litter,
Essential Logic,
Drive Like Jehu,
Icehouse,
Janne Schatter,
Deadbeat,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
X-Ray Spex,
The Pop Group,
Basic Channel,
Depeche Mode,
Gong,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Star Department,
New York Dolls,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
China Crisis,
Cheater Slicks,
Freddie Wadling,
Unwound,
Pagans,
Roxette,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Loose Ends,
The Walker Brothers,
Little Man,
Kevin Saunderson,
Second Layer,
Bob Dylan,
Animal Collective,
Camouflage,
Wolf Eyes,
June of 44,
David Bowie,
Sister Nancy,
Livin' Joy,
Lee Hazlewood,
Toni Rubio,
Bronski Beat,
Delon & Dalcan,
Isaac Hayes,
Angry Samoans,
Unrelated Segments,
The Fugs,
Quantec,
Judy Mowatt,
Jimmy McGriff,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne.
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.