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 Poland and from Lagos.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 arpeggiator 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 Marshall Jefferson to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Fluxion. All the underground hits.
All The New Christs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bluetip record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DNA,
CMW,
Minnie Riperton,
Goldenarms,
Bob Dylan,
Minor Threat,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Hot Snakes,
Au Pairs,
Severed Heads,
Brick,
Jeff Lynne,
Howard Jones,
kango's stein massive,
Andrew Hill,
Marc Almond,
The Fall,
Procol Harum,
Royal Trux,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Dead C,
Flamin' Groovies,
Angry Samoans,
Alison Limerick,
Letta Mbulu,
Crooked Eye,
Minutemen,
Bobby Womack,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
L. Decosne,
Arthur Verocai,
Cheater Slicks,
The Modern Lovers,
Theoretical Girls,
Q65,
PIL,
Brass Construction,
Skriet,
B.T. Express,
10cc,
Leonard Cohen,
Ituana,
The Busters,
Derrick Morgan,
Magma,
Delon & Dalcan,
DJ Sneak,
Eve St. Jones,
The Count Five,
The Tremeloes,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Japan,
Jeff Mills,
Bronski Beat,
Ultra Naté,
Cal Tjader,
Yusef Lateef,
Yazoo,
Byron Stingily,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Pretty Things,
Mission of Burma,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.