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 El Salvador and from Lagos.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Massinfluence to the rap 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 Laurel Aitken. All the underground hits.
All The Mighty Diamonds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Kinks 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neu! record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Busters,
Black Moon,
AZ,
Moss Icon,
Pantytec,
Girls At Our Best!,
Sister Nancy,
The Cowsills,
Joy Division,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ornette Coleman,
Vladislav Delay,
Thompson Twins,
Eddi Front,
Pantaleimon,
Albert Ayler,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Matthew Bourne,
Gang Gang Dance,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Count Five,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Alison Limerick,
Barrington Levy,
Kaleidoscope,
June Days,
Kerrie Biddell,
Black Bananas,
Soul II Soul,
The Evens,
Make Up,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Tubeway Army,
Joensuu 1685,
Minny Pops,
John Coltrane,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Five Americans,
The Smoke,
Agitation Free,
Babytalk,
Con Funk Shun,
Crispy Ambulance,
Barbara Tucker,
The Gun Club,
Leonard Cohen,
Janne Schatter,
Brand Nubian,
Buzzcocks,
Excepter,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Skarface,
H. Thieme,
Joe Finger,
Lucky Dragons,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Howard Jones,
Icehouse,
Laurel Aitken,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Procol Harum,
Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin.
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.