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 Belarus and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Ken Boothe to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Heavy D & The Boyz. All the underground hits.
All Bootsy's Rubber Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Section 25 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deakin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Reagan Youth,
Half Japanese,
L. Decosne,
Sound Behaviour,
Chrome,
Young Marble Giants,
Robert Wyatt,
Marcia Griffiths,
Zero Boys,
Index,
Radiopuhelimet,
Darondo,
The Litter,
Alice Coltrane,
Shoche,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Masters at Work,
The Real Kids,
Ronnie Foster,
DJ Style,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Moody Blues,
the Association,
Absolute Body Control,
Patti Smith,
Soul II Soul,
Mr. Review,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Zapp,
Curtis Mayfield,
Electric Light Orchestra,
the Swans,
Peter and Kerry,
Erasure,
Jacques Brel,
Eric Dolphy,
Electric Prunes,
Excepter,
Yazoo,
Negative Approach,
Fort Wilson Riot,
MDC,
Johnny Osbourne,
Warsaw,
Glambeats Corp.,
Warren Ellis,
The Divine Comedy,
Sonic Youth,
the Human League,
Todd Terry,
Goldenarms,
Fugazi,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Human League,
cv313,
The Angels of Light,
The Cramps,
The Searchers,
The Fall,
The Gun Club,
Model 500, Model 500, Model 500, Model 500.
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.