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 Seychelles 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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Bologna.
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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The Invisible to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Altered Images. All the underground hits.
All Faust tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Slave record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soulsonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gladiators,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Von Mondo,
Magma,
The Fuzztones,
Iggy Pop,
The Sonics,
Nation of Ulysses,
Chris & Cosey,
Joy Division,
The Golliwogs,
T.S.O.L.,
Brand Nubian,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Y Pants,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Hashim,
Yellowson,
Lebanon Hanover,
Lucky Dragons,
JFA,
The Moody Blues,
The Dave Clark Five,
Unwound,
The Dirtbombs,
Aaron Thompson,
R.M.O.,
The Young Rascals,
a-ha,
Essential Logic,
Kevin Saunderson,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Glenn Branca,
Rhythm & Sound,
Half Japanese,
Schoolly D,
Soft Cell,
Robert Hood,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Unrelated Segments,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
China Crisis,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Anakelly,
Public Image Ltd.,
Lakeside,
Althea and Donna,
Outsiders,
Vainqueur,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Rosa Yemen,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
the Swans,
Marvin Gaye,
Kas Product,
Marshall Jefferson,
Brass Construction,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Little Man,
Saccharine Trust,
Jawbox,
Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes.
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.