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 Botswana and from Mexico City.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Copenhagen.
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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Minor Threat to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Techniques. All the underground hits.
All Scott Walker tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every La Düsseldorf record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a KRS-One record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dave Gahan,
Stiv Bators,
Terrestrial Tones,
Bootsy Collins,
Crime,
Subhumans,
The Moleskins,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
David Axelrod,
Parry Music,
Alton Ellis,
Donny Hathaway,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
E-Dancer,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
K-Klass,
H. Thieme,
The Fire Engines,
Absolute Body Control,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Juan Atkins,
Eve St. Jones,
Soul II Soul,
Excepter,
Kenny Larkin,
The American Breed,
A Certain Ratio,
The Stooges,
Jesper Dahlback,
Dawn Penn,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Charles Mingus,
ABBA,
Chris Corsano,
Q and Not U,
Kerri Chandler,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Mojo Men,
Gang Green,
Con Funk Shun,
Bluetip,
Amon Düül,
The J.B.'s,
Harpers Bizarre,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Von Mondo,
Black Pus,
Pole,
Black Bananas,
John Lydon,
Bizarre Inc.,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Kayak,
Eden Ahbez,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Dorothy Ashby,
Gong,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Bang On A Can,
Lee Hazlewood,
Crispian St. Peters,
Nico, Nico, Nico, Nico.
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.