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 Uzbekistan and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Glasgow.
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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Roger Hodgson to the disco 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 The Misunderstood. All the underground hits.
All The Jesus and Mary Chain tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Hood record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yazoo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vainqueur,
The Smoke,
Unrelated Segments,
Y Pants,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Half Japanese,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Pharoah Sanders,
Groovy Waters,
Mark Hollis,
Arcadia,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Fugs,
Gang Green,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Interpol,
The Human League,
Ten City,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Evens,
Public Enemy,
Ohio Players,
The Divine Comedy,
The Count Five,
Soft Cell,
Gil Scott Heron,
Avey Tare,
The Residents,
Surgeon,
Tres Demented,
Amon Düül II,
The Buckinghams,
Drive Like Jehu,
Sonny Sharrock,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Model 500,
Marine Girls,
Public Image Ltd.,
Lou Christie,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
the Bar-Kays,
The Modern Lovers,
New York Dolls,
EPMD,
Godley & Creme,
Arab on Radar,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Judy Mowatt,
The Misunderstood,
Cymande,
Sarah Menescal,
Accadde A,
Audionom,
Infiniti,
Skarface,
L. Decosne,
Marcia Griffiths,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Nico,
Aloha Tigers,
Delon & Dalcan,
Sonic Youth,
Gong, Gong, Gong, Gong.
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.