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 Kenya and from Manila.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Wasted Youth to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Deadbeat. All the underground hits.
All the Sonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mummies 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agitation Free,
Bobby Sherman,
The Invisible,
Boz Scaggs,
The Flesh Eaters,
FM Einheit,
In Retrospect,
Mandrill,
Aural Exciters,
Jerry's Kids,
Delon & Dalcan,
June of 44,
Anthony Braxton,
The Gap Band,
Lakeside,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Kinks,
AZ,
Q65,
Howard Jones,
Crash Course in Science,
Kas Product,
Gastr Del Sol,
Tommy Roe,
Black Sheep,
Spandau Ballet,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Ohio Players,
Robert Hood,
Sight & Sound,
the Fania All-Stars,
Unwound,
Infiniti,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Vogues,
The Real Kids,
Flipper,
The Durutti Column,
Johnny Clarke,
Freddie Wadling,
The Moody Blues,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Pantaleimon,
Ken Boothe,
New Age Steppers,
the Bar-Kays,
Graham Central Station,
Pet Shop Boys,
Intrusion,
Roger Hodgson,
K-Klass,
Stereo Dub,
Newcleus,
U.S. Maple,
Rapeman,
The Fire Engines,
The Gun Club,
Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force.
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.