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 United Kingdom and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Erykah Badu to the disco 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 Human League. All the underground hits.
All Sam Rivers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crash Course in Science record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eden Ahbez record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brothers Johnson,
Index,
Davy DMX,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Gabor Szabo,
Barbara Tucker,
The Associates,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Sun City Girls,
The Modern Lovers,
Gang Green,
Jerry's Kids,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Wire,
Joey Negro,
Lindisfarne,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Camouflage,
Sound Behaviour,
Eurythmics,
Crime,
Procol Harum,
The Busters,
Liliput,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Seeds,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Negative Approach,
The Toasters,
R.M.O.,
Gong,
The Dirtbombs,
The Count Five,
The Divine Comedy,
The Electric Prunes,
Cal Tjader,
Girls At Our Best!,
Shuggie Otis,
Parry Music,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Alison Limerick,
Sex Pistols,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Scientists,
Crash Course in Science,
Main Source,
Second Layer,
Arab on Radar,
F. McDonald,
The J.B.'s,
Tommy Roe,
Rod Modell,
Malaria!,
Average White Band,
Dave Gahan,
Funky Four + One,
Stiv Bators,
Brand Nubian,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Qualms,
Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees.
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.