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 Mozambique and from Jakarta.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Invisible to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Deepchord. All the underground hits.
All Soul II Soul tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nation of Ulysses 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Masters at Work record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Quando Quango,
DJ Sneak,
Heaven 17,
Delta 5,
James White and The Blacks,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Fortunes,
David Axelrod,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Minny Pops,
Bizarre Inc.,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Tim Buckley,
Von Mondo,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Wasted Youth,
Mantronix,
Sandy B,
Grauzone,
Technova,
Mark Hollis,
Gerry Rafferty,
Soul II Soul,
Gang Gang Dance,
Pet Shop Boys,
Lakeside,
Zero Boys,
Peter & Gordon,
Electric Prunes,
the Bar-Kays,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Monolake,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Robert Görl,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Bobby Hutcherson,
10cc,
Albert Ayler,
Sexual Harrassment,
Second Layer,
The Offenders,
Drexciya,
a-ha,
Freddie Wadling,
The Dirtbombs,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ice-T,
Magazine,
The Mojo Men,
Piero Umiliani,
the Human League,
Eurythmics,
Deepchord,
Bronski Beat,
Todd Terry,
X-Ray Spex,
Trumans Water,
Interpol,
Kevin Saunderson,
Steve Hackett,
Michelle Simonal,
Nas, Nas, Nas, Nas.
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.