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 Argentina and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Hashim 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 Little Man. All the underground hits.
All Kool Moe Dee tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zero Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 marimba and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grauzone record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Connie Case,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
B.T. Express,
Con Funk Shun,
Reagan Youth,
John Holt,
Newcleus,
Kas Product,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Move,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Crooked Eye,
The Slackers,
The Victims,
Outsiders,
James White and The Blacks,
Don Cherry,
Deepchord,
Heaven 17,
The Gladiators,
Fad Gadget,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Gabor Szabo,
David Bowie,
Wings,
Bush Tetras,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Patti Smith,
Maleditus Sound,
The Raincoats,
Lou Christie,
Todd Rundgren,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Mission of Burma,
The Golliwogs,
June of 44,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Cecil Taylor,
EPMD,
Man Parrish,
Easy Going,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Boogie Down Productions,
Sexual Harrassment,
Goldenarms,
Vainqueur,
Alison Limerick,
The Index,
The Angels of Light,
Monolake,
Scratch Acid,
Gerry Rafferty,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Average White Band,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Gichy Dan,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Pantaleimon,
The Leaves,
Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter.
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.