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 Malawi and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Toronto.
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 Alton Ellis 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 Lindisfarne. All the underground hits.
All F. McDonald tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Television Personalities record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Slits record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer 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?
Excepter,
Graham Central Station,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Flipper,
A Certain Ratio,
Sun City Girls,
The Tremeloes,
John Cale,
L. Decosne,
U.S. Maple,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Chris & Cosey,
Brothers Johnson,
Josef K,
June of 44,
The Young Rascals,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Mary Jane Girls,
Lower 48,
Crispian St. Peters,
Sparks,
Make Up,
Tom Boy,
Trumans Water,
Soulsonic Force,
Altered Images,
Morten Harket,
Procol Harum,
Model 500,
Grauzone,
Royal Trux,
Heaven 17,
Oblivians,
The Victims,
Drexciya,
The Beau Brummels,
Alton Ellis,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Connie Case,
the Swans,
Slave,
The Knickerbockers,
Todd Terry,
Marvin Gaye,
Kenny Larkin,
Camberwell Now,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Prince Buster,
Tubeway Army,
China Crisis,
The American Breed,
Cybotron,
Rites of Spring,
The Shadows of Knight,
Pussy Galore,
Hasil Adkins,
Harmonia,
Sex Pistols,
Skriet,
Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack.
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.