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 Milan.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 The Motions to the jazz 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 Bob Dylan. All the underground hits.
All Scrapy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Erasure 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dawn Penn record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Public Image Ltd.,
Kurtis Blow,
Black Flag,
Connie Case,
Joy Division,
Blossom Toes,
Matthew Halsall,
Minutemen,
Negative Approach,
Harmonia,
The Stooges,
Public Enemy,
Robert Görl,
Todd Rundgren,
Stereo Dub,
B.T. Express,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Neon Judgement,
The Names,
Isaac Hayes,
Ken Boothe,
kango's stein massive,
Quadrant,
Bob Dylan,
Piero Umiliani,
Lower 48,
Cheater Slicks,
Ice-T,
David Axelrod,
Essential Logic,
Dead Boys,
Rod Modell,
Popol Vuh,
Hashim,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Gang of Four,
Drive Like Jehu,
cv313,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Swell Maps,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Bill Wells,
Ludus,
Sight & Sound,
The Sonics,
The Seeds,
Thompson Twins,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Ronan,
Roger Hodgson,
The Real Kids,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Erasure,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
R.M.O.,
Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin.
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.