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 Luxembourg and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Tomorrow to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Slits. All the underground hits.
All One Last Wish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Urselle record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlback record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television,
Ken Boothe,
Stockholm Monsters,
Davy DMX,
La Düsseldorf,
Unrelated Segments,
China Crisis,
David McCallum,
The Flesh Eaters,
Laurel Aitken,
Gang Green,
Lebanon Hanover,
Mandrill,
The Trojans,
the Human League,
Radiohead,
Dead Boys,
the Slits,
Public Enemy,
Fear,
Hoover,
Ultravox,
Unwound,
Gabor Szabo,
The Sound,
Parry Music,
Delon & Dalcan,
Barry Ungar,
PIL,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Howard Jones,
Newcleus,
Rod Modell,
The Young Rascals,
Iggy Pop,
Colin Newman,
Bobby Womack,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Yellowson,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Fuzztones,
Janne Schatter,
Monolake,
Tubeway Army,
Maurizio,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Susan Cadogan,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Kayak,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Sex Pistols,
Sam Rivers,
Average White Band,
Nick Fraelich,
Funkadelic,
Bizarre Inc.,
8 Eyed Spy,
Grey Daturas,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
FM Einheit,
Visage,
Warren Ellis,
The Zeros, The Zeros, The Zeros, The Zeros.
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.