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 Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Bauhaus to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Music Machine. All the underground hits.
All Joy Division tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arthur Verocai record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Liliput record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlbäck,
B.T. Express,
Livin' Joy,
Spoonie Gee,
Mars,
Lou Christie,
Boz Scaggs,
DNA,
The Five Americans,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Eden Ahbez,
The American Breed,
The Moody Blues,
The Residents,
X-102,
Faust,
the Swans,
Sonny Sharrock,
Rufus Thomas,
Electric Prunes,
Davy DMX,
Groovy Waters,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Unrelated Segments,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Victims,
X-101,
Massinfluence,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
L. Decosne,
Cheater Slicks,
Crash Course in Science,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Wally Richardson,
Harmonia,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Ituana,
Bush Tetras,
Althea and Donna,
The United States of America,
Slick Rick,
H. Thieme,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Minny Pops,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Suburban Knight,
Moss Icon,
Bobby Sherman,
Franke,
Mark Hollis,
Nik Kershaw,
Silicon Teens,
Oneida,
Adolescents,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Real Kids,
Loose Ends,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Cluster,
Blossom Toes,
Peter & Gordon,
Judy Mowatt,
Curtis Mayfield,
Simply Red, Simply Red, Simply Red, Simply Red.
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.