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 Singapore and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 The Human League to the rock 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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))). All the underground hits.
All Tres Demented tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Essential Logic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rosa Yemen,
Kool Moe Dee,
Infiniti,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Michelle Simonal,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Brass Construction,
Robert Hood,
Anthony Braxton,
The Slits,
Crooked Eye,
E-Dancer,
The Cramps,
Radiohead,
Swell Maps,
Yusef Lateef,
Bobby Byrd,
Cecil Taylor,
Television,
The Gun Club,
The Golliwogs,
Robert Wyatt,
the Slits,
Agent Orange,
Fugazi,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Kerri Chandler,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Fortunes,
Scratch Acid,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Swans,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Moebius,
Thee Headcoats,
Sonic Youth,
Soulsonic Force,
Radio Birdman,
Cluster,
Henry Cow,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Terry Callier,
Average White Band,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Chris Corsano,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Gladiators,
Depeche Mode,
The Mighty Diamonds,
JFA,
Guru Guru,
The Searchers,
Marc Almond,
Aloha Tigers,
Theoretical Girls,
The Cowsills,
Pierre Henry,
Lucky Dragons,
Jeff Mills,
10cc,
Bobby Womack,
Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye.
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.