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 Comoros and from Cairo.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the marimba 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 Delon & Dalcan 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 Pylon. All the underground hits.
All Roger Hodgson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Move 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pantytec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Be Bop Deluxe,
June of 44,
Davy DMX,
cv313,
Electric Prunes,
Adolescents,
Rhythm & Sound,
Joyce Sims,
Trumans Water,
Pere Ubu,
Joey Negro,
Kas Product,
The Moleskins,
Big Daddy Kane,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Terrestrial Tones,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Underground Resistance,
X-102,
Amon Düül,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Invisible,
New Age Steppers,
Ice-T,
Hashim,
One Last Wish,
The Monks,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Mad Mike,
T.S.O.L.,
Lou Reed,
The Cramps,
The Dave Clark Five,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Patti Smith,
Camouflage,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Joe Finger,
Stiv Bators,
Soft Machine,
Lalann,
Supertramp,
Echospace,
John Foxx,
Peter & Gordon,
Lightning Bolt,
Lalo Schifrin,
Pylon,
Todd Terry,
The Gladiators,
Maurizio,
AZ,
Half Japanese,
Drexciya,
Deepchord,
The Gun Club,
Joy Division,
Rapeman,
Symarip,
Essential Logic,
Zero Boys,
The Misunderstood,
Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade.
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.