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 Chile 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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Be Bop Deluxe to the crunk 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 New Order. All the underground hits.
All Cluster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tubeway Army record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Matthew Halsall record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter and Kerry,
Kerri Chandler,
Frankie Knuckles,
K-Klass,
Lightning Bolt,
Minor Threat,
Suburban Knight,
Eric Dolphy,
Moss Icon,
Deepchord,
Essential Logic,
Pet Shop Boys,
Wings,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Slackers,
Bootsy Collins,
Chris & Cosey,
Pharoah Sanders,
Scan 7,
Agitation Free,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Albert Ayler,
Crime,
Flash Fearless,
Sarah Menescal,
Derrick May,
Animal Collective,
Gang Starr,
Johnny Clarke,
Patti Smith,
Mars,
Surgeon,
Bang On A Can,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Warsaw,
Letta Mbulu,
Ultravox,
Pagans,
the Human League,
Television Personalities,
L. Decosne,
The Invisible,
Parry Music,
Oneida,
Lee Hazlewood,
Hashim,
Rakim,
The Young Rascals,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Goldenarms,
Panda Bear,
Skaos,
Girls At Our Best!,
Arab on Radar,
T.S.O.L.,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Michelle Simonal,
Lalo Schifrin,
Supertramp,
Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band.
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.