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 Canada and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Cluster to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Darondo. All the underground hits.
All The Grass Roots tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zero Boys 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nirvana record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Smooth,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Marmalade,
The Sonics,
The Black Dice,
Visage,
Rosa Yemen,
Soft Machine,
ABBA,
Fad Gadget,
Bobby Hutcherson,
K-Klass,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Buzzcocks,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Lungfish,
The Smiths,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Duran Duran,
Scott Walker,
Scan 7,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The United States of America,
The Human League,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Minnie Riperton,
David McCallum,
The Gap Band,
Man Parrish,
The Techniques,
Scratch Acid,
Marc Almond,
Babytalk,
The Busters,
Ice-T,
The Blues Magoos,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bob Dylan,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Ornette Coleman,
LL Cool J,
Smog,
Rekid,
Brand Nubian,
Q65,
Rufus Thomas,
James White and The Blacks,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Misunderstood,
Drexciya,
Symarip,
Eddi Front,
The Angels of Light,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Jeff Mills,
Goldenarms,
U.S. Maple,
Fugazi,
Au Pairs,
Funkadelic,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch.
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.