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 Pakistan and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Negative Approach to the jazz 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 Five Americans. All the underground hits.
All Black Bananas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rod Modell 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Technova record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Foxx,
The Tremeloes,
Metal Thangz,
The Kinks,
Hasil Adkins,
The Cosmic Jokers,
kango's stein massive,
Harmonia,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Loose Ends,
Franke,
Bob Dylan,
Connie Case,
the Germs,
Blake Baxter,
Monks,
Gerry Rafferty,
Suicide,
Kerri Chandler,
Symarip,
Bauhaus,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Skarface,
Mission of Burma,
Erykah Badu,
Mo-Dettes,
Gichy Dan,
Sunsets and Hearts,
X-Ray Spex,
Warren Ellis,
Intrusion,
Pantytec,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Victims,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Gap Band,
Hashim,
Altered Images,
Second Layer,
Slave,
the Slits,
Magazine,
World's Most,
Duran Duran,
The Blackbyrds,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Evens,
The Searchers,
Agitation Free,
Byron Stingily,
Ludus,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Derrick May,
Pharoah Sanders,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Public Image Ltd.,
Eric Dolphy,
Trumans Water,
Judy Mowatt,
Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive.
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.