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 Turkey and from Stockholm.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Gladiators to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark. All the underground hits.
All Gregory Isaacs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Five Americans,
Hashim,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Procol Harum,
Matthew Bourne,
The Barracudas,
Glenn Branca,
Nirvana,
Dennis Brown,
Silicon Teens,
Al Stewart,
Peter and Kerry,
Bush Tetras,
Fatback Band,
Fugazi,
Q and Not U,
Kas Product,
Henry Cow,
Jimmy McGriff,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Hardrive,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Sound,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Intrusion,
Skriet,
Chris Corsano,
The Evens,
Laurel Aitken,
Heaven 17,
Anthony Braxton,
Desert Stars,
Rites of Spring,
Leonard Cohen,
Matthew Halsall,
Wings,
Eric Copeland,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Skatalites,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
X-102,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Fort Wilson Riot,
John Foxx,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Blossom Toes,
James White and The Blacks,
Monks,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Saints,
Zapp,
Soulsonic Force,
Slick Rick,
Crime,
The Searchers, The Searchers, The Searchers, The Searchers.
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.