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 Eritrea and from Mumbai.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 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 Al Stewart to the grunge 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 Thompson Twins. All the underground hits.
All Carl Craig tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Janne Schatter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Human League record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arab on Radar,
Barbara Tucker,
Dennis Brown,
Masters at Work,
David Bowie,
The Standells,
Basic Channel,
Anakelly,
Scan 7,
The Associates,
One Last Wish,
Bang On A Can,
Sparks,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Q65,
the Bar-Kays,
Tim Buckley,
Kenny Larkin,
Frankie Knuckles,
Nation of Ulysses,
Bluetip,
Connie Case,
Model 500,
The Monks,
Jacob Miller,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Seeds,
Porter Ricks,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Fugs,
Traffic Nightmare,
Ken Boothe,
Scratch Acid,
Bob Dylan,
Kas Product,
Boredoms,
Cymande,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Rufus Thomas,
Jandek,
The Busters,
Yazoo,
Section 25,
Public Image Ltd.,
Shoche,
Cluster,
Mo-Dettes,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Derrick May,
Donny Hathaway,
E-Dancer,
Brothers Johnson,
Newcleus,
The Sound,
Agitation Free,
Brand Nubian,
Deepchord,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth.
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.