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 Turkey and from Glasgow.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Kool Moe Dee to the punk 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 The Barracudas. All the underground hits.
All Kings Of Tomorrow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The American Breed record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Godley & Creme,
Aswad,
The Motions,
Todd Rundgren,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Pharoah Sanders,
Man Parrish,
UT,
Ralphi Rosario,
Joyce Sims,
cv313,
The Leaves,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Bootsy Collins,
The Grass Roots,
Radio Birdman,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Goldenarms,
The Walker Brothers,
Brothers Johnson,
Cybotron,
Lebanon Hanover,
ABC,
Tommy Roe,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Quando Quango,
Parry Music,
Nation of Ulysses,
DJ Style,
Roy Ayers,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Kayak,
Erasure,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Marmalade,
Soulsonic Force,
Andrew Hill,
Excepter,
Soft Machine,
Kurtis Blow,
Silicon Teens,
the Soft Cell,
Scientists,
FM Einheit,
Nas,
Suburban Knight,
Anthony Braxton,
One Last Wish,
Ultravox,
John Holt,
John Cale,
Hot Snakes,
Malaria!,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Shadows of Knight,
Jesper Dahlback,
Thompson Twins,
The Alarm Clocks,
Crispy Ambulance,
Kas Product,
Roxette, Roxette, Roxette, Roxette.
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.