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 Czech Republic and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the electroclash 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 Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud. All the underground hits.
All One Last Wish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Can 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dave Gahan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Boogie Down Productions,
Moby Grape,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Toni Rubio,
The Fugs,
Ten City,
The Toasters,
Sarah Menescal,
Gichy Dan,
Colin Newman,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Sonics,
Boredoms,
Bobby Byrd,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Section 25,
Main Source,
Lakeside,
Ice-T,
Rotary Connection,
John Lydon,
Girls At Our Best!,
Eli Mardock,
The Seeds,
Unwound,
Stiv Bators,
Suburban Knight,
The Fuzztones,
Sex Pistols,
Minutemen,
Crime,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Terry Callier,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Au Pairs,
Flamin' Groovies,
Archie Shepp,
Liliput,
The Smiths,
Glenn Branca,
New York Dolls,
Dorothy Ashby,
Pantaleimon,
Essential Logic,
Alison Limerick,
Jimmy McGriff,
David Axelrod,
the Swans,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Man Parrish,
Japan,
Charles Mingus,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Ultravox,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Jesper Dahlback,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Vladislav Delay,
Depeche Mode,
Idris Muhammad,
Clear Light,
Agitation Free,
Janne Schatter,
The Count Five, The Count Five, The Count Five, The Count Five.
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.