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 Bangladesh and from Manila.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 snare 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 Josef K to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Fluxion. All the underground hits.
All The Offenders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pantaleimon 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul Sonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Terry,
Kerrie Biddell,
Gang Starr,
Alison Limerick,
Soft Cell,
The Raincoats,
Suicide,
The Knickerbockers,
Kevin Saunderson,
Graham Central Station,
Heaven 17,
Crooked Eye,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Scratch Acid,
The Black Dice,
Arcadia,
The Move,
Erasure,
Ponytail,
One Last Wish,
Organ,
Matthew Halsall,
Roy Ayers,
Soft Machine,
Infiniti,
The Smiths,
The Young Rascals,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Fat Boys,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Beau Brummels,
Maurizio,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Chrome,
Audionom,
Adolescents,
Anthony Braxton,
Yellowson,
Harmonia,
Susan Cadogan,
Hot Snakes,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Gun Club,
Roxette,
Dorothy Ashby,
Sonic Youth,
Quadrant,
The Stooges,
The Fortunes,
The Victims,
China Crisis,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Sight & Sound,
Ash Ra Tempel,
a-ha,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Idris Muhammad,
The Human League,
Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz.
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.