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 South Africa and from Spokane.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Delhi.
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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Lalo Schifrin to the electroclash 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 Crispy Ambulance. All the underground hits.
All Jerry Gold Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fortunes 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Laurel Aitken record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Gabor Szabo,
Absolute Body Control,
Section 25,
Sam Rivers,
X-Ray Spex,
Cluster,
Tubeway Army,
Amazonics,
Gichy Dan,
The Velvet Underground,
Little Man,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Von Mondo,
Brothers Johnson,
The Electric Prunes,
The Slackers,
Leonard Cohen,
Funkadelic,
Anakelly,
Marvin Gaye,
Eric B and Rakim,
Scott Walker,
Kenny Larkin,
Flamin' Groovies,
Babytalk,
Sonic Youth,
Jesper Dahlback,
Brick,
Joe Finger,
Patti Smith,
Urselle,
Darondo,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Joyce Sims,
Bill Wells,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Aaron Thompson,
Jacob Miller,
Desert Stars,
Maleditus Sound,
Mars,
The Smiths,
Jerry's Kids,
Shuggie Otis,
Pet Shop Boys,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Symarip,
Ultra Naté,
Piero Umiliani,
Nils Olav,
AZ,
Excepter,
Sonny Sharrock,
Marmalade,
Ronnie Foster,
Mo-Dettes,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Unwound,
Average White Band,
Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren.
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.