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 Belize and from Jakarta.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Frankie Knuckles to the crunk 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 Man Eating Sloth. All the underground hits.
All Glambeats Corp. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mo-Dettes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Red Lorry Yellow Lorry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wire,
Tim Buckley,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Fad Gadget,
Eric Copeland,
Rites of Spring,
John Cale,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Matthew Bourne,
Cheater Slicks,
June of 44,
KRS-One,
Roger Hodgson,
Inner City,
Marcia Griffiths,
Wolf Eyes,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Alison Limerick,
Sparks,
Nico,
Gichy Dan,
Royal Trux,
Technova,
Aswad,
Young Marble Giants,
The Gun Club,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Big Daddy Kane,
Patti Smith,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
MC5,
Marmalade,
H. Thieme,
Thompson Twins,
New Age Steppers,
Lyres,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Max Romeo,
Masters at Work,
Amon Düül,
Yaz,
The Toasters,
Q65,
Jesper Dahlback,
Mandrill,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Sonic Youth,
Half Japanese,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Flamin' Groovies,
Hasil Adkins,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Colin Newman,
Glambeats Corp.,
Index,
The Velvet Underground,
Sonny Sharrock,
Skarface,
The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers.
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.