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 Uganda and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 L. Decosne to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel. All the underground hits.
All Anakelly tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABC 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Television Personalities record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flash Fearless,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Junior Murvin,
Blake Baxter,
Los Fastidios,
Half Japanese,
Radiohead,
Man Eating Sloth,
Jeff Mills,
Porter Ricks,
Carl Craig,
Quantec,
Faust,
Basic Channel,
The Last Poets,
Moss Icon,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
OOIOO,
Sällskapet,
Guru Guru,
The Gories,
Joe Smooth,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Television,
Pantytec,
Gabor Szabo,
China Crisis,
Nick Fraelich,
Cluster,
Grandmaster Flash,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Letta Mbulu,
the Association,
Jerry's Kids,
The Misunderstood,
Pylon,
Slave,
Don Cherry,
Country Teasers,
The Smoke,
Jacques Brel,
Radiopuhelimet,
Todd Terry,
Excepter,
Hasil Adkins,
Godley & Creme,
Youth Brigade,
Grauzone,
Scrapy,
48th St. Collective,
Babytalk,
UT,
Suburban Knight,
Au Pairs,
Japan,
Piero Umiliani,
Scan 7,
Eli Mardock,
The Durutti Column,
Zero Boys,
The Mummies,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Al Stewart, Al Stewart, Al Stewart, Al Stewart.
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.