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 Uganda and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 snare 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 Spoonie Gee to the disco 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 Eyeless In Gaza. All the underground hits.
All Soul Sonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tubeway Army record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 clarinet and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vaughan Mason & Crew record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
a-ha,
The Cure,
Pet Shop Boys,
Stockholm Monsters,
Joe Finger,
Sparks,
Ludus,
Glambeats Corp.,
Tubeway Army,
New York Dolls,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Grauzone,
10cc,
Fad Gadget,
L. Decosne,
Marine Girls,
Kevin Saunderson,
Theoretical Girls,
Moss Icon,
Marmalade,
Pantaleimon,
Buzzcocks,
Harpers Bizarre,
Roxy Music,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Von Mondo,
The Buckinghams,
Warren Ellis,
The Knickerbockers,
Man Parrish,
Bootsy Collins,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Dave Gahan,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
James White and The Blacks,
La Düsseldorf,
Zapp,
MDC,
Rufus Thomas,
Magazine,
Loose Ends,
Todd Rundgren,
Sonic Youth,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Pantytec,
Rites of Spring,
Davy DMX,
Banda Bassotti,
Sam Rivers,
The Five Americans,
The Last Poets,
A Certain Ratio,
Jeff Lynne,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Star Department,
Adolescents,
Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland.
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.