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 Thailand and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 MDC to the techno 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 Marvin Gaye. All the underground hits.
All The Fall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Saccharine Trust record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Womack record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Colin Newman,
The Blackbyrds,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Pretty Things,
Yusef Lateef,
the Sonics,
Laurel Aitken,
The Mojo Men,
Stereo Dub,
The Evens,
Nico,
Susan Cadogan,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Qualms,
Arcadia,
Absolute Body Control,
Byron Stingily,
Alison Limerick,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Eli Mardock,
Nick Fraelich,
Minny Pops,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Minor Threat,
Lindisfarne,
MDC,
Traffic Nightmare,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Brothers Johnson,
Moss Icon,
Reagan Youth,
Black Moon,
Curtis Mayfield,
Loose Ends,
U.S. Maple,
Peter & Gordon,
Ossler,
Surgeon,
Charles Mingus,
Delta 5,
Morten Harket,
Erykah Badu,
EPMD,
Model 500,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Radio Birdman,
Andrew Hill,
Patti Smith,
Toni Rubio,
Delon & Dalcan,
Michelle Simonal,
Pussy Galore,
Ornette Coleman,
H. Thieme,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Anthony Braxton,
JFA,
Joey Negro,
10cc,
The Fugs,
Livin' Joy,
Man Parrish,
Junior Murvin,
The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines.
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.