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 Burundi and from Lagos.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Houston.
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 Freddie Wadling to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Moby Grape. All the underground hits.
All The Young Rascals tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Supertramp record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 spring reverb and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Modern Lovers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dennis Brown,
the Human League,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Goldenarms,
Harmonia,
Fluxion,
Smog,
Echospace,
Surgeon,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Leonard Cohen,
The Cowsills,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Drexciya,
Man Parrish,
The Cramps,
Yazoo,
Bush Tetras,
Minutemen,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Man Eating Sloth,
Young Marble Giants,
The Monochrome Set,
Ituana,
PIL,
Cybotron,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Soft Machine,
Malaria!,
Suicide,
New Order,
Neil Young,
Supertramp,
Terry Callier,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Brand Nubian,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Marine Girls,
Eddi Front,
Joe Finger,
Wire,
Absolute Body Control,
Juan Atkins,
Bobby Byrd,
Max Romeo,
The Standells,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Quando Quango,
Amon Düül,
The Associates,
The Barracudas,
Basic Channel,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Faust,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Scion,
Monks,
Cymande,
The Blackbyrds,
The Music Machine,
Spoonie Gee,
John Lydon, John Lydon, John Lydon, John Lydon.
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.