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 Latvia and from Toronto.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 rhodes 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 The Fuzztones to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Sun Ra. All the underground hits.
All Joensuu 1685 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minny Pops record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
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 ABC record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sixth Finger,
Fear,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Toni Rubio,
Pet Shop Boys,
Kaleidoscope,
The Angels of Light,
Simply Red,
Buzzcocks,
Trumans Water,
The Monochrome Set,
Joe Finger,
Carl Craig,
Reagan Youth,
Sparks,
Eurythmics,
Shoche,
Sex Pistols,
Agitation Free,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Soulsonic Force,
Flash Fearless,
The Moleskins,
The Stooges,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Velvet Underground,
the Human League,
Erasure,
Maurizio,
New Order,
Minor Threat,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Hasil Adkins,
Unwound,
LL Cool J,
Television,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Lindisfarne,
Lower 48,
The Trojans,
The Fugs,
Matthew Bourne,
ABBA,
The Pretty Things,
Drexciya,
The Grass Roots,
Judy Mowatt,
Little Man,
Altered Images,
Danielle Patucci,
Tommy Roe,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Barracudas,
Boredoms,
Scratch Acid,
Camberwell Now,
X-101,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Ash Ra Tempel,
These Immortal Souls,
Brothers Johnson,
UT, UT, UT, UT.
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.