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 Burkina and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Sound to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Bizarre Inc.. All the underground hits.
All The Evens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Audionom 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dual Sessions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barrington Levy,
Wolf Eyes,
The Five Americans,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Amazonics,
Magma,
Iggy Pop,
The Mummies,
Rod Modell,
The Raincoats,
The Detroit Cobras,
Average White Band,
Joe Finger,
Royal Trux,
Lou Reed,
Sun Ra,
Skarface,
Albert Ayler,
Boogie Down Productions,
Bronski Beat,
Faraquet,
Bootsy Collins,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Remains,
Marvin Gaye,
The Litter,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Piero Umiliani,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Moody Blues,
Juan Atkins,
Lou Christie,
The Human League,
Aural Exciters,
The Velvet Underground,
Hardrive,
Funkadelic,
Andrew Hill,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Moleskins,
Dawn Penn,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Japan,
Unrelated Segments,
Stockholm Monsters,
Jeff Lynne,
Anakelly,
Mantronix,
Basic Channel,
Tres Demented,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Essential Logic,
Lalann,
the Germs,
Peter & Gordon,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Marcia Griffiths,
Groovy Waters,
Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan.
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.