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 Pakistan and from Johannesburg.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the organ 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 Organ to the dance 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 Faraquet. All the underground hits.
All the Bar-Kays tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grey Daturas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Talk Talk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Archie Shepp,
Crispy Ambulance,
Patti Smith,
Negative Approach,
Deepchord,
Absolute Body Control,
Graham Central Station,
Motorama,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Derrick Morgan,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
ABBA,
Silicon Teens,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Monks,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Blues Magoos,
Gang of Four,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Nirvana,
Rhythm & Sound,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Blancmange,
The Modern Lovers,
Cluster,
The J.B.'s,
Eric Dolphy,
F. McDonald,
The Sound,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Boz Scaggs,
D'Angelo,
Ralphi Rosario,
Ultimate Spinach,
Roger Hodgson,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Young Rascals,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Slits,
Oneida,
Reagan Youth,
Visage,
Aural Exciters,
Trumans Water,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Gang Gang Dance,
Dawn Penn,
The Slackers,
Moss Icon,
the Sonics,
Pagans,
Soft Cell,
Scott Walker,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
8 Eyed Spy,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Warren Ellis,
Carl Craig,
Ohio Players,
Lou Reed, Lou Reed, Lou Reed, Lou Reed.
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.