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 Portugal and from Lille.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Sonics to the techno 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 Delta 5. All the underground hits.
All Anakelly tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Main Source record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Josef K record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mandrill,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Boz Scaggs,
Tropical Tobacco,
Big Daddy Kane,
Pussy Galore,
Derrick May,
KRS-One,
Peter and Kerry,
Country Teasers,
The Offenders,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Toasters,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Shuggie Otis,
The Searchers,
Sex Pistols,
Deadbeat,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Grandmaster Flash,
John Holt,
L. Decosne,
Howard Jones,
Al Stewart,
Marshall Jefferson,
Japan,
The Durutti Column,
Hot Snakes,
Symarip,
Lucky Dragons,
Electric Prunes,
Skarface,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Divine Comedy,
Nirvana,
AZ,
Glambeats Corp.,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
K-Klass,
Fugazi,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Terrestrial Tones,
Quando Quango,
Davy DMX,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Tubeway Army,
Avey Tare,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Zapp,
Traffic Nightmare,
Deakin,
Prince Buster,
Scratch Acid,
Roger Hodgson,
Jerry's Kids,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Oneida,
The Gap Band,
Adolescents,
Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48.
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.