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 Ecuador and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 güiro 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 Monks to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Nico. All the underground hits.
All ABC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul II Soul 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
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 Lizzy Mercier Descloux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Association,
Sparks,
Outsiders,
It's A Beautiful Day,
kango's stein massive,
The Modern Lovers,
Loose Ends,
Rosa Yemen,
Eli Mardock,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Kool Moe Dee,
Lightning Bolt,
Kaleidoscope,
Japan,
Marc Almond,
T.S.O.L.,
The Vogues,
Section 25,
Mr. Review,
Letta Mbulu,
The Durutti Column,
Man Eating Sloth,
Connie Case,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Stereo Dub,
UT,
Skriet,
June of 44,
Interpol,
The Techniques,
Marmalade,
The Smiths,
Trumans Water,
Eddi Front,
Fluxion,
Kas Product,
Q65,
8 Eyed Spy,
Shuggie Otis,
The Trojans,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Monks,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Michelle Simonal,
Marvin Gaye,
The Selecter,
Prince Buster,
Magazine,
Ice-T,
DJ Sneak,
Charles Mingus,
Nils Olav,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Lyres,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Slits,
PIL,
The Birthday Party,
Fad Gadget,
Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat.
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.