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 Yemen and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Lyon.
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 808 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 Deadbeat to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Mo-Dettes. All the underground hits.
All Dual Sessions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nik Kershaw record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boz Scaggs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Axelrod,
Steve Hackett,
Frankie Knuckles,
the Soft Cell,
Jandek,
The Skatalites,
Scientists,
Bush Tetras,
10cc,
Derrick Morgan,
Vladislav Delay,
Grandmaster Flash,
Scrapy,
Cybotron,
Intrusion,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Leaves,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Donny Hathaway,
The Angels of Light,
X-101,
The Walker Brothers,
Ice-T,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Echospace,
The Modern Lovers,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Invisible,
Boredoms,
The Busters,
Angry Samoans,
Tears for Fears,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Tim Buckley,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
the Sonics,
the Bar-Kays,
The Motions,
Spandau Ballet,
Susan Cadogan,
F. McDonald,
Peter & Gordon,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Mojo Men,
Davy DMX,
Sandy B,
Mr. Review,
John Foxx,
Pet Shop Boys,
Eddi Front,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Dirtbombs,
Carl Craig,
Charles Mingus,
Supertramp,
Eric B and Rakim,
Arcadia,
Grey Daturas,
Josef K, Josef K, Josef K, Josef K.
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.