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 Yemen and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 The Smoke to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Camberwell Now. All the underground hits.
All Pere Ubu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dark Day 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quantec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Negative Approach,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Barracudas,
Groovy Waters,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Rotary Connection,
The Happenings,
Thee Headcoats,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Ken Boothe,
The Walker Brothers,
Lower 48,
Bobby Womack,
Sarah Menescal,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Jacques Brel,
Junior Murvin,
Whodini,
Yaz,
The Monks,
The Fuzztones,
Thompson Twins,
the Human League,
Arcadia,
Lightning Bolt,
Radiopuhelimet,
Matthew Bourne,
John Lydon,
Gastr Del Sol,
Angry Samoans,
Jacob Miller,
Jandek,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Funkadelic,
Stetsasonic,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Skaos,
The Sound,
E-Dancer,
Schoolly D,
Theoretical Girls,
The Dead C,
JFA,
Cluster,
T.S.O.L.,
The Skatalites,
Shoche,
Mantronix,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Tears for Fears,
Blossom Toes,
Flipper,
Second Layer,
Iggy Pop,
Gang Starr,
Chris Corsano,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Drive Like Jehu,
Oneida,
Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren.
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.