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 Morocco and from Copenhagen.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the theremin 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 Country Joe & The Fish to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 David McCallum. All the underground hits.
All The Evens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flash Fearless 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalo Schifrin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Monks,
Soulsonic Force,
Outsiders,
Bluetip,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Walker Brothers,
Marine Girls,
The Real Kids,
Fear,
Eli Mardock,
The Pop Group,
Radiohead,
Brass Construction,
Sonic Youth,
Bush Tetras,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
ABC,
The Count Five,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Yellowson,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Mummies,
Flash Fearless,
LL Cool J,
Lower 48,
Wally Richardson,
The Grass Roots,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Delta 5,
Procol Harum,
The Techniques,
Mary Jane Girls,
Minnie Riperton,
UT,
Marvin Gaye,
Smog,
Faust,
Radio Birdman,
Make Up,
Blancmange,
The Moleskins,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Cymande,
The Barracudas,
Qualms,
Circle Jerks,
Black Pus,
Barbara Tucker,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Tres Demented,
Soul II Soul,
Bobby Sherman,
Soul Sonic Force,
Cameo,
The Litter,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Sun Ra,
John Cale,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Dual Sessions,
Joy Division,
Dennis Brown,
Section 25, Section 25, Section 25, Section 25.
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.