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 Venezuela and from Manchester.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 ABBA to the rap 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 Iggy Pop. All the underground hits.
All Fatback Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DJ Sneak 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marcia Griffiths record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lucky Dragons,
Babytalk,
Radiopuhelimet,
This Heat,
Matthew Halsall,
Suburban Knight,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Subhumans,
Jawbox,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Reagan Youth,
Television Personalities,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Johnny Clarke,
Lalann,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Andrew Hill,
Sonny Sharrock,
Lou Reed,
Scott Walker,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Maurizio,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
John Holt,
X-101,
The Fall,
Terry Callier,
Nico,
Mad Mike,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Mandrill,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Divine Comedy,
Delon & Dalcan,
48th St. Collective,
The Skatalites,
Stetsasonic,
the Human League,
Susan Cadogan,
Althea and Donna,
Boz Scaggs,
Radio Birdman,
Bluetip,
Terrestrial Tones,
Nas,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
KRS-One,
Michelle Simonal,
Warren Ellis,
Can,
Supertramp,
Blancmange,
Hardrive,
Basic Channel,
Von Mondo,
Tres Demented,
The Blackbyrds,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Marc Almond,
The American Breed,
Erasure,
Index,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Leonard Cohen,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.