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 Antigua and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 harpsichord 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 Fear to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Grauzone. All the underground hits.
All Kurtis Blow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Larry & the Blue Notes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Barracudas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Chocolate Watch Band,
U.S. Maple,
Tim Buckley,
The Fall,
Adolescents,
Livin' Joy,
Radiopuhelimet,
Alphaville,
Gastr Del Sol,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Music Machine,
The Invisible,
The Five Americans,
Inner City,
Malaria!,
Young Marble Giants,
Matthew Bourne,
Kevin Saunderson,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Symarip,
John Cale,
R.M.O.,
The Mummies,
Suburban Knight,
China Crisis,
Wolf Eyes,
Guru Guru,
Sarah Menescal,
Lou Christie,
The Dead C,
Warren Ellis,
The Walker Brothers,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Modern Lovers,
Nas,
Curtis Mayfield,
the Soft Cell,
Magazine,
Funky Four + One,
the Human League,
Minor Threat,
Carl Craig,
Flamin' Groovies,
Janne Schatter,
Can,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Fire Engines,
Von Mondo,
Joyce Sims,
X-102,
The Golliwogs,
Sandy B,
The Cure,
The Monks,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Litter,
MC5,
Soft Machine,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight.
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.