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 Japan 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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Fad Gadget to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Hasil Adkins. All the underground hits.
All Lindisfarne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Durutti Column record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 chamberlin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Heavy D & The Boyz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Tremeloes,
Delta 5,
Young Marble Giants,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Radiohead,
Guru Guru,
Moss Icon,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Grandmaster Flash,
David Axelrod,
The J.B.'s,
Eric Dolphy,
The Raincoats,
The Victims,
Beasts of Bourbon,
the Swans,
Basic Channel,
Smog,
Nils Olav,
Flash Fearless,
Fatback Band,
Eve St. Jones,
The Fugs,
Moebius,
Unrelated Segments,
Morten Harket,
Metal Thangz,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Lindisfarne,
The Sound,
Ohio Players,
the Normal,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Adolescents,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Fuzztones,
June of 44,
Infiniti,
Alton Ellis,
Faraquet,
Tomorrow,
The Toasters,
Bauhaus,
Todd Rundgren,
Donny Hathaway,
The Slackers,
The Last Poets,
Eddi Front,
Funky Four + One,
Drexciya,
Ornette Coleman,
Thee Headcoats,
Marc Almond,
David McCallum,
Dead Boys,
Dual Sessions,
The Music Machine,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Eurythmics,
Clear Light,
Ronan,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques.
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.