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 St Lucia and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Copenhagen.
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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the güiro 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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Bush Tetras. All the underground hits.
All Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Depeche Mode 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Patti Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Human League,
H. Thieme,
Fugazi,
Fluxion,
Reuben Wilson,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Doors,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Monolake,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ultravox,
Ituana,
Soul II Soul,
Sparks,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sister Nancy,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Tropical Tobacco,
Lyres,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Smiths,
Sällskapet,
The Remains,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Birthday Party,
Audionom,
Deadbeat,
The Evens,
Tom Boy,
OOIOO,
Pere Ubu,
Fat Boys,
Matthew Halsall,
The New Christs,
Janne Schatter,
R.M.O.,
Derrick May,
Stockholm Monsters,
Robert Hood,
Adolescents,
Bronski Beat,
Dual Sessions,
The Seeds,
Rosa Yemen,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sexual Harrassment,
Saccharine Trust,
U.S. Maple,
Bluetip,
Pantaleimon,
Magma,
Public Image Ltd.,
Lungfish,
Electric Prunes,
Heaven 17,
cv313,
Gang Gang Dance,
Byron Stingily,
Main Source,
Charles Mingus,
The Sound, The Sound, The Sound, The Sound.
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.