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 Portugal and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Alton Ellis to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 EPMD. All the underground hits.
All Arcadia tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 marimba and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skarface record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
X-Ray Spex,
Tears for Fears,
Country Teasers,
Gabor Szabo,
Quando Quango,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Deadbeat,
The Motions,
Aural Exciters,
Minutemen,
Pussy Galore,
Gichy Dan,
The J.B.'s,
The Moleskins,
The Litter,
Tom Boy,
Blancmange,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Gang of Four,
Yusef Lateef,
The Five Americans,
Amon Düül,
Japan,
Kas Product,
A Certain Ratio,
Roxette,
Pylon,
ABC,
Dual Sessions,
D'Angelo,
Deepchord,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Henry Cow,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Yaz,
Moby Grape,
Wings,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Hoover,
LL Cool J,
The Wake,
The Grass Roots,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Peter & Gordon,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Quadrant,
Masters at Work,
Neil Young,
The Black Dice,
Deakin,
Funky Four + One,
KRS-One,
Danielle Patucci,
Roy Ayers,
Gastr Del Sol,
The New Christs,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Sällskapet,
Monks,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Basic Channel,
Hashim, Hashim, Hashim, Hashim.
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.