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 Guinea and from Toronto.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 organ 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 This Heat to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Second Layer. All the underground hits.
All The Tremeloes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dual Sessions 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ten City record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gladiators,
Index,
The Cure,
The Offenders,
David McCallum,
Desert Stars,
The Last Poets,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Man Eating Sloth,
Whodini,
Quadrant,
Rapeman,
The Slackers,
The Sonics,
Gichy Dan,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Matthew Bourne,
New Order,
Thompson Twins,
the Germs,
The Pop Group,
Delon & Dalcan,
PIL,
Harpers Bizarre,
Little Man,
Reagan Youth,
Scientists,
Dual Sessions,
Gil Scott Heron,
Bob Dylan,
Kaleidoscope,
Suicide,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
the Fania All-Stars,
Joyce Sims,
Audionom,
Vladislav Delay,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Invisible,
The Walker Brothers,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Kevin Saunderson,
Godley & Creme,
Eurythmics,
Nation of Ulysses,
Rhythm & Sound,
Ultra Naté,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Patti Smith,
Alison Limerick,
Arthur Verocai,
Hot Snakes,
Yaz,
Soul II Soul,
Inner City,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Yusef Lateef,
Crime,
Kerrie Biddell,
Todd Rundgren,
Moss Icon,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity.
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.