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 Rwanda and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 Michael McDonald 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 Duran Duran to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Electric Light Orchestra. All the underground hits.
All Livin' Joy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Youth Brigade 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a harpsichord 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 organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mantronix,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Accadde A,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Urselle,
Technova,
Minor Threat,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Stetsasonic,
Theoretical Girls,
Zero Boys,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Pussy Galore,
Can,
Ituana,
Brothers Johnson,
Loose Ends,
Subhumans,
DNA,
Alice Coltrane,
The Modern Lovers,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Los Fastidios,
Silicon Teens,
The Fortunes,
Max Romeo,
The Mummies,
Bad Manners,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Glambeats Corp.,
Visage,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Ten City,
Thompson Twins,
Camberwell Now,
Janne Schatter,
Scott Walker,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Swans,
Con Funk Shun,
Carl Craig,
Boz Scaggs,
Erasure,
Letta Mbulu,
Qualms,
Sun City Girls,
The Zeros,
Henry Cow,
Porter Ricks,
Cluster,
Circle Jerks,
Rod Modell,
Scion,
Das Ding,
Gang Green,
Crispian St. Peters,
Albert Ayler,
the Bar-Kays, the Bar-Kays, the Bar-Kays, the Bar-Kays.
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.