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 Angola and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 theremin 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 Severed Heads to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Swell Maps. All the underground hits.
All Neu! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vaughan Mason & Crew 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Toasters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Foxx,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Cure,
A Certain Ratio,
Soul Sonic Force,
LL Cool J,
The Busters,
The Residents,
Duran Duran,
Jeff Lynne,
Erykah Badu,
Ultravox,
Flash Fearless,
Faust,
The Raincoats,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Ralphi Rosario,
Nik Kershaw,
Cameo,
The Index,
Mad Mike,
The Shadows of Knight,
Quando Quango,
Derrick Morgan,
Lakeside,
Jandek,
Moebius,
Joey Negro,
Pierre Henry,
Peter and Kerry,
The New Christs,
Dave Gahan,
Maleditus Sound,
Donald Byrd,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Scan 7,
Altered Images,
Fad Gadget,
The Searchers,
Marc Almond,
The Human League,
Warren Ellis,
Pylon,
Shuggie Otis,
Lou Christie,
Sparks,
Television Personalities,
8 Eyed Spy,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Walker Brothers,
The Birthday Party,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Infiniti,
Panda Bear,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Lindisfarne,
Pet Shop Boys,
Amon Düül II,
R.M.O.,
Aloha Tigers,
Das Ding, Das Ding, Das Ding, Das Ding.
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.