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 Brazil 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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 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 Aaron Thompson to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Derrick Morgan. All the underground hits.
All Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul II Soul 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a MC5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Steve Hackett,
Alton Ellis,
Main Source,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Sister Nancy,
Black Bananas,
Lindisfarne,
Scion,
The Toasters,
Vladislav Delay,
Rosa Yemen,
Flash Fearless,
The Slits,
The Music Machine,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Ponytail,
Lungfish,
Marmalade,
Joyce Sims,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Scratch Acid,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Cameo,
Fad Gadget,
Von Mondo,
Ronnie Foster,
Jeff Mills,
Malaria!,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Letta Mbulu,
The Techniques,
Organ,
Robert Hood,
Surgeon,
Soul II Soul,
Gichy Dan,
John Cale,
Liliput,
Tim Buckley,
Minutemen,
Tommy Roe,
Crime,
Magazine,
Spandau Ballet,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
the Fania All-Stars,
L. Decosne,
The Barracudas,
Duran Duran,
Sexual Harrassment,
Faraquet,
Unrelated Segments,
Little Man,
Chris Corsano,
Hasil Adkins,
Charles Mingus,
Bob Dylan,
Isaac Hayes,
Nico,
The Monochrome Set,
Bauhaus,
Eric Dolphy,
Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product.
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.