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 Liechtenstein and from Shanghai.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the marimba 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 Men They Couldn't Hang to the grime 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 Spandau Ballet. All the underground hits.
All Metal Thangz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vaughan Mason & Crew 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Joe & The Fish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Moleskins,
Jimmy McGriff,
Rakim,
Kerrie Biddell,
One Last Wish,
In Retrospect,
The Gories,
John Coltrane,
Siglo XX,
Pharoah Sanders,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Monochrome Set,
Ponytail,
Public Enemy,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Swans,
Johnny Osbourne,
Sight & Sound,
Maurizio,
10cc,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Cure,
Amon Düül II,
Dave Gahan,
Brick,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Fela Kuti,
Flipper,
Marine Girls,
Sun Ra,
Minny Pops,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Cheater Slicks,
Anakelly,
Talk Talk,
The Velvet Underground,
The Busters,
the Soft Cell,
The Human League,
The Raincoats,
Terry Callier,
OOIOO,
The Selecter,
Yaz,
Make Up,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Scion,
Godley & Creme,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Wake,
Skaos,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Chris & Cosey,
Spandau Ballet,
Duran Duran,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Remains,
The Durutti Column,
LL Cool J,
Spoonie Gee,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Idris Muhammad,
The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party.
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.