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 Hungary and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 rhodes 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 Al Stewart to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Eurythmics. All the underground hits.
All Swell Maps tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yazoo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Niagra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fort Wilson Riot,
Scratch Acid,
Banda Bassotti,
Colin Newman,
Ten City,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Barclay James Harvest,
Shuggie Otis,
E-Dancer,
Pylon,
Spoonie Gee,
Ralphi Rosario,
Tres Demented,
Robert Wyatt,
Pantytec,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Golliwogs,
China Crisis,
Pet Shop Boys,
Von Mondo,
Can,
Quantec,
Ultimate Spinach,
Kerri Chandler,
PIL,
Matthew Halsall,
Henry Cow,
Johnny Clarke,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Mark Hollis,
Funky Four + One,
Ronan,
JFA,
Shoche,
The Dirtbombs,
The Blackbyrds,
Agitation Free,
The Birthday Party,
DJ Sneak,
Nico,
K-Klass,
Severed Heads,
Pulsallama,
Boogie Down Productions,
a-ha,
Traffic Nightmare,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Electric Prunes,
Dawn Penn,
The Young Rascals,
Howard Jones,
Lalann,
Eve St. Jones,
The Smiths,
Gang Gang Dance,
Juan Atkins,
Accadde A,
Negative Approach,
Blancmange,
The Techniques,
MDC, MDC, MDC, MDC.
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.