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 Mali and from Beijing.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the theremin 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 Ten City 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 Rhythm & Sound. All the underground hits.
All Eric Dolphy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Intrusion 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Depeche Mode,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Mojo Men,
Sarah Menescal,
James White and The Blacks,
Mantronix,
Brothers Johnson,
Funky Four + One,
Essential Logic,
Joensuu 1685,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Barracudas,
Monks,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Byron Stingily,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Crispy Ambulance,
Gil Scott Heron,
X-101,
Dark Day,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Minny Pops,
Dual Sessions,
Amon Düül II,
Juan Atkins,
Marvin Gaye,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
X-102,
Barrington Levy,
China Crisis,
Babytalk,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Inner City,
Bad Manners,
Underground Resistance,
the Slits,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Can,
The Trojans,
The Blues Magoos,
Qualms,
Don Cherry,
Janne Schatter,
John Holt,
These Immortal Souls,
DNA,
Sex Pistols,
The Dirtbombs,
Sugar Minott,
Theoretical Girls,
Public Image Ltd.,
Johnny Osbourne,
Duran Duran,
Infiniti,
Fugazi,
Sister Nancy,
Rotary Connection,
Nils Olav,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Newcleus,
the Soft Cell, the Soft Cell, the Soft Cell, the Soft Cell.
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.