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 Korea North and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 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 Eyeless In Gaza 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 Manfred Mann's Earth Band. All the underground hits.
All Excepter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ituana 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a 8 Eyed Spy 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?
Swell Maps,
Camberwell Now,
Radiohead,
The Invisible,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
JFA,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Angry Samoans,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Pylon,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Eddi Front,
Boredoms,
Ituana,
The Doobie Brothers,
Marc Almond,
Morten Harket,
OOIOO,
Mantronix,
cv313,
Country Teasers,
Stockholm Monsters,
New Age Steppers,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Deepchord,
Michelle Simonal,
Loose Ends,
Niagra,
Rhythm & Sound,
Dead Boys,
The American Breed,
Oblivians,
Pere Ubu,
Charles Mingus,
The Leaves,
Gabor Szabo,
Ludus,
Rakim,
D'Angelo,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
La Düsseldorf,
This Heat,
Rapeman,
Television Personalities,
Alison Limerick,
The Gap Band,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Smiths,
In Retrospect,
Metal Thangz,
Parry Music,
X-Ray Spex,
kango's stein massive,
Sparks,
Wolf Eyes,
The Buckinghams,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Radio Birdman, Radio Birdman, Radio Birdman, Radio Birdman.
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.