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 Dominica and from Milan.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the oboe 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 Reuben Wilson to the disco 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 Chris Corsano. All the underground hits.
All Lee Hazlewood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rotary Connection record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a In Retrospect record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Charles Mingus,
ABBA,
Oneida,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
OOIOO,
Monks,
Hoover,
Supertramp,
Erasure,
Jacob Miller,
Derrick Morgan,
DJ Style,
Excepter,
Isaac Hayes,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Beau Brummels,
Dark Day,
Average White Band,
The Residents,
Ituana,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Bronski Beat,
Quando Quango,
Livin' Joy,
Godley & Creme,
Flipper,
The Invisible,
The Shadows of Knight,
Don Cherry,
Radio Birdman,
Angry Samoans,
Agitation Free,
Pagans,
The Happenings,
Marvin Gaye,
Fad Gadget,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Harmonia,
Althea and Donna,
the Soft Cell,
Hardrive,
FM Einheit,
Fluxion,
The Buckinghams,
Main Source,
John Cale,
Reuben Wilson,
Roxette,
Barrington Levy,
Gabor Szabo,
Arcadia,
The Electric Prunes,
Robert Görl,
AZ,
Silicon Teens,
Basic Channel,
The Golliwogs,
Stetsasonic,
The Music Machine,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Derrick May, Derrick May, Derrick May, Derrick May.
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.