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 Iceland 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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the guitar 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 & Gordon to the disco 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 Detroit Cobras. All the underground hits.
All Barrington Levy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cabaret Voltaire 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 clarinet and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Absolute Body Control,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Sällskapet,
Maleditus Sound,
Little Man,
Altered Images,
Von Mondo,
Khruangbin,
Sarah Menescal,
Joyce Sims,
Motorama,
Zero Boys,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Moby Grape,
The Music Machine,
La Düsseldorf,
Ludus,
The Count Five,
Marmalade,
Smog,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Porter Ricks,
Neil Young,
Oblivians,
Marcia Griffiths,
Lou Christie,
Reagan Youth,
The Fire Engines,
Morten Harket,
Gang of Four,
Skaos,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
John Holt,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Janne Schatter,
B.T. Express,
Drive Like Jehu,
Pierre Henry,
Magma,
Mad Mike,
Fluxion,
Vainqueur,
Yaz,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Gichy Dan,
Gang Starr,
Matthew Bourne,
Livin' Joy,
Gastr Del Sol,
Ice-T,
Bluetip,
Tomorrow,
E-Dancer,
Idris Muhammad,
Alice Coltrane,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Fugazi,
D'Angelo,
The Happenings,
The Fortunes,
Carl Craig,
Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army.
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.