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 Stockholm.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Bizarre Inc. to the crunk 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 Minnie Riperton. All the underground hits.
All Deadbeat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chris & Cosey 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 rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Al Stewart record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar 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?
Eden Ahbez,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Nik Kershaw,
Flipper,
Black Bananas,
Television Personalities,
Thee Headcoats,
X-102,
Magma,
Arab on Radar,
The Wake,
Tears for Fears,
Tropical Tobacco,
Lindisfarne,
E-Dancer,
The Offenders,
The Martian,
The American Breed,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
John Foxx,
Eurythmics,
Anthony Braxton,
Metal Thangz,
The Tremeloes,
Guru Guru,
Traffic Nightmare,
Derrick Morgan,
Johnny Osbourne,
Country Teasers,
Duran Duran,
David Axelrod,
The Fuzztones,
Cameo,
The Names,
the Bar-Kays,
Cymande,
The Leaves,
The Remains,
Ken Boothe,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Dave Gahan,
Sun City Girls,
Nils Olav,
Byron Stingily,
Marshall Jefferson,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Skarface,
The Walker Brothers,
Terrestrial Tones,
Tres Demented,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Faraquet,
The Pop Group,
Popol Vuh,
Groovy Waters,
The Evens,
Spoonie Gee,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
MDC,
Main Source,
Sonny Sharrock,
Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul.
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.