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 Monaco and from Calgary.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Columbus.
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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Average White Band to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Morten Harket. All the underground hits.
All The Martian tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gong 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pet Shop Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Star Department,
Television,
Andrew Hill,
Sun Ra,
The Count Five,
Bush Tetras,
Traffic Nightmare,
Sugar Minott,
Faust,
Joe Finger,
Jesper Dahlback,
Siglo XX,
8 Eyed Spy,
Colin Newman,
Susan Cadogan,
Porter Ricks,
Michelle Simonal,
Camberwell Now,
Cheater Slicks,
Josef K,
Roxette,
Robert Wyatt,
Grey Daturas,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Rod Modell,
Morten Harket,
Tommy Roe,
kango's stein massive,
Arthur Verocai,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Carl Craig,
Bad Manners,
Rakim,
Roger Hodgson,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Gories,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Mad Mike,
Funky Four + One,
Lightning Bolt,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Mary Jane Girls,
Lakeside,
Clear Light,
Wire,
Marmalade,
Boz Scaggs,
Marine Girls,
The Five Americans,
Sällskapet,
The Associates,
Delon & Dalcan,
Heaven 17,
UT,
Donny Hathaway,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Dark Day,
Pussy Galore,
Model 500, Model 500, Model 500, Model 500.
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.