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 Thailand and from Accra.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 Lou Reed 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 Siglo XX to the techno 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 The Alarm Clocks. All the underground hits.
All Henry Cow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Clear Light record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Real Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar 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?
Matthew Bourne,
Eddi Front,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Pet Shop Boys,
Clear Light,
Ultimate Spinach,
Marmalade,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Swans,
Massinfluence,
Bang On A Can,
Heaven 17,
Wings,
Jimmy McGriff,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Moody Blues,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Techniques,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Radiohead,
The Saints,
Susan Cadogan,
Sun City Girls,
Los Fastidios,
Mandrill,
Man Eating Sloth,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Red Krayola,
Skriet,
The Cowsills,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Infiniti,
Gang of Four,
Gang Starr,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Eve St. Jones,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lalann,
Reuben Wilson,
The Young Rascals,
Curtis Mayfield,
Sparks,
Lindisfarne,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Arcadia,
Todd Terry,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Maleditus Sound,
Warren Ellis,
Nils Olav,
Chris & Cosey,
X-102,
Man Parrish,
The Victims,
the Germs,
Pharoah Sanders,
Can,
Joyce Sims,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Lalo Schifrin,
Monolake,
Cabaret Voltaire,
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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.