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 Nepal and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 spring reverb 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 Tomorrow to the grunge 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 Subhumans. All the underground hits.
All Talk Talk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun City Girls 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Bananas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Bar-Kays,
New York Dolls,
Brand Nubian,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Electric Prunes,
Goldenarms,
Skarface,
Pere Ubu,
John Lydon,
Danielle Patucci,
Skaos,
Wolf Eyes,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Soft Machine,
Kerrie Biddell,
Whodini,
Wally Richardson,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Blackbyrds,
The Vogues,
Depeche Mode,
Jerry's Kids,
Y Pants,
Maleditus Sound,
Parry Music,
The Doobie Brothers,
Urselle,
Nik Kershaw,
Lee Hazlewood,
Infiniti,
Colin Newman,
X-Ray Spex,
The J.B.'s,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Laurel Aitken,
The Cowsills,
Wasted Youth,
Jesper Dahlback,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Ultra Naté,
Das Ding,
Ultimate Spinach,
Judy Mowatt,
Bush Tetras,
Hoover,
It's A Beautiful Day,
June of 44,
Patti Smith,
Lalo Schifrin,
the Fania All-Stars,
Robert Görl,
Swell Maps,
Ice-T,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Tears for Fears,
Bad Manners,
The Gun Club,
Alphaville,
Easy Going,
Q and Not U,
Kayak, Kayak, Kayak, Kayak.
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.