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 China and from Johannesburg.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Peter and Kerry to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Easy Going. All the underground hits.
All Mars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dennis Brown record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott Heron 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?
Main Source,
Matthew Halsall,
Robert Görl,
Marvin Gaye,
PIL,
Kerrie Biddell,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Organ,
Girls At Our Best!,
Agent Orange,
8 Eyed Spy,
In Retrospect,
Con Funk Shun,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
X-101,
The Smiths,
Deepchord,
The Saints,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Eric Copeland,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Dave Clark Five,
Royal Trux,
Interpol,
The Tremeloes,
The Last Poets,
The Move,
Toni Rubio,
Mission of Burma,
Brand Nubian,
Ken Boothe,
The Detroit Cobras,
Japan,
Shuggie Otis,
Depeche Mode,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Shoche,
Section 25,
Anakelly,
Schoolly D,
Stockholm Monsters,
Brick,
Dawn Penn,
Rufus Thomas,
New Age Steppers,
Jacques Brel,
Nas,
Sonic Youth,
The Flesh Eaters,
Swell Maps,
Livin' Joy,
Cal Tjader,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Alphaville,
Harmonia,
Tom Boy,
the Normal,
Wire,
Donald Byrd,
Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection.
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.