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 Malaysia and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the guitar 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 Alton Ellis to the funk 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 Cluster. All the underground hits.
All Quando Quango tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Half Japanese record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Monochrome Set record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grauzone,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Juan Atkins,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Skarface,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Erasure,
Letta Mbulu,
DJ Sneak,
Derrick Morgan,
The Busters,
Rod Modell,
the Bar-Kays,
Schoolly D,
John Cale,
Drexciya,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Skatalites,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Henry Cow,
The Seeds,
Brick,
Eli Mardock,
Tim Buckley,
a-ha,
Trumans Water,
Curtis Mayfield,
Lou Christie,
Moby Grape,
Easy Going,
Sugar Minott,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Dead C,
Alphaville,
Symarip,
Boz Scaggs,
Urselle,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
EPMD,
10cc,
Sister Nancy,
Sunsets and Hearts,
John Coltrane,
Camberwell Now,
Circle Jerks,
Q65,
Johnny Clarke,
Soft Machine,
The Move,
Kurtis Blow,
Spandau Ballet,
Make Up,
Minor Threat,
Mark Hollis,
Grey Daturas,
Brothers Johnson,
Nick Fraelich,
Neil Young,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Bluetip,
Index,
Y Pants, Y Pants, Y Pants, Y Pants.
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.