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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Lille.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the güiro 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 Joy Division to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Can. All the underground hits.
All Roxy Music tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang of Four record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 spring reverb and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dual Sessions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kevin Saunderson,
Bill Wells,
R.M.O.,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Grandmaster Flash,
Faraquet,
Idris Muhammad,
8 Eyed Spy,
Kurtis Blow,
The Vogues,
The Count Five,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Remains,
Henry Cow,
Cal Tjader,
LL Cool J,
The Moody Blues,
Hasil Adkins,
The Velvet Underground,
New Age Steppers,
DJ Style,
The Evens,
Y Pants,
The Tremeloes,
Joensuu 1685,
Judy Mowatt,
The Move,
Depeche Mode,
Gregory Isaacs,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Fad Gadget,
Quantec,
Jeff Mills,
Pulsallama,
Duran Duran,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Pere Ubu,
Bob Dylan,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Todd Terry,
Matthew Bourne,
Carl Craig,
Country Teasers,
Ten City,
Byron Stingily,
Masters at Work,
Todd Rundgren,
Marine Girls,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Bobby Sherman,
Bizarre Inc.,
Wings,
The Smiths,
Yazoo,
Zero Boys,
Rakim,
DJ Sneak,
Sam Rivers,
The Black Dice,
Faust,
Organ,
Glambeats Corp.,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals.
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.