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 India and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Heaven 17 to the jazz 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 Ossler. All the underground hits.
All Ossler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sixth Finger 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soft Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Public Enemy,
Youth Brigade,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Bluetip,
Pet Shop Boys,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Grauzone,
Infiniti,
Albert Ayler,
Camberwell Now,
Gil Scott Heron,
B.T. Express,
Gong,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
A Certain Ratio,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Desert Stars,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Arcadia,
Scratch Acid,
Cal Tjader,
Connie Case,
Avey Tare,
Pharoah Sanders,
Gregory Isaacs,
Agitation Free,
the Association,
Trumans Water,
Slick Rick,
Reagan Youth,
Eddi Front,
E-Dancer,
The Litter,
EPMD,
Cybotron,
Rufus Thomas,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
John Lydon,
Nirvana,
Flash Fearless,
The Mojo Men,
The Moody Blues,
The Neon Judgement,
Ohio Players,
Kevin Saunderson,
Johnny Osbourne,
Marmalade,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Dirtbombs,
The Count Five,
Gang Green,
Alton Ellis,
Main Source,
Dark Day,
Swell Maps,
Bobby Sherman,
The Fire Engines,
Fela Kuti,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson.
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.