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 Switzerland and from Tokyo.
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 Glasgow and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Rapeman to the techno 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 Larry & the Blue Notes. All the underground hits.
All Loose Ends 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 electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Drive Like Jehu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gregory Isaacs,
Pulsallama,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Chrome,
Porter Ricks,
Thee Headcoats,
Marcia Griffiths,
Second Layer,
Junior Murvin,
Lyres,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Slits,
ABC,
June of 44,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Knickerbockers,
Grauzone,
Make Up,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Moby Grape,
The Golliwogs,
Motorama,
Nation of Ulysses,
Morten Harket,
Aural Exciters,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Gap Band,
E-Dancer,
Cluster,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Jawbox,
Wolf Eyes,
Lightning Bolt,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Sällskapet,
The Durutti Column,
Ultra Naté,
Echospace,
Cameo,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Radio Birdman,
Dennis Brown,
Charles Mingus,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Red Krayola,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Marmalade,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
David Bowie,
Albert Ayler,
Scientists,
Bluetip,
Yusef Lateef,
Mr. Review,
Kas Product,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Davy DMX,
B.T. Express,
Scan 7,
Glambeats Corp.,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience.
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.