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 Germany and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 harpsichord 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 Lou Reed & Metallica to the grime 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 Gang Gang Dance. All the underground hits.
All Rosa Yemen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kurtis Blow 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aaron Thompson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Human League,
The Invisible,
Delta 5,
Pole,
Ronnie Foster,
Mary Jane Girls,
Sixth Finger,
Moss Icon,
The Happenings,
Morten Harket,
Max Romeo,
Ponytail,
Kevin Saunderson,
Rhythm & Sound,
Grauzone,
Vainqueur,
Reagan Youth,
Gang of Four,
Subhumans,
Magma,
June of 44,
Chris Corsano,
the Normal,
Rufus Thomas,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Nick Fraelich,
T. Rex,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Sonics,
Surgeon,
Crispian St. Peters,
Royal Trux,
Lou Christie,
This Heat,
Kerrie Biddell,
Archie Shepp,
Rapeman,
Agent Orange,
Roy Ayers,
Buzzcocks,
Joe Finger,
Ultimate Spinach,
Crime,
Amazonics,
Quantec,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Eric B and Rakim,
Sun Ra,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Alphaville,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Erasure,
The Raincoats,
the Association,
Dark Day,
Danielle Patucci,
Black Bananas,
Livin' Joy,
Thee Headcoats,
Mark Hollis, Mark Hollis, Mark Hollis, Mark Hollis.
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.