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 Kyrgyzstan and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 arpeggiator 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 Heaven 17 to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Easy Going. All the underground hits.
All Mark Hollis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Negative Approach record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Talk Talk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sight & Sound,
Pagans,
Derrick Morgan,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Groovy Waters,
Livin' Joy,
Zapp,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
This Heat,
Stetsasonic,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Mantronix,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Banda Bassotti,
Basic Channel,
Brand Nubian,
Accadde A,
Mandrill,
Robert Wyatt,
Jeff Mills,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Five Americans,
Girls At Our Best!,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Adolescents,
The Sound,
Fear,
Warsaw,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
DJ Sneak,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Rapeman,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Saccharine Trust,
Fat Boys,
The Doors,
Pylon,
Soulsonic Force,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
New Order,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Nick Fraelich,
Nico,
Maleditus Sound,
Peter & Gordon,
Godley & Creme,
Ponytail,
Fatback Band,
Sister Nancy,
Roxette,
The Mummies,
Chris Corsano,
Panda Bear,
R.M.O.,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Section 25,
Hasil Adkins,
DJ Style,
Barry Ungar,
Lalann,
Bootsy Collins,
Monolake, Monolake, Monolake, Monolake.
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.