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 Malaysia and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the organ 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 The Names to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Visage. All the underground hits.
All Bill Near tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every K-Klass record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Tremeloes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sun City Girls,
Hashim,
Hardrive,
Chris & Cosey,
UT,
Deakin,
Babytalk,
Panda Bear,
Roy Ayers,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Rufus Thomas,
Sonic Youth,
Tears for Fears,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Silicon Teens,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Gregory Isaacs,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Scratch Acid,
Das Ding,
DJ Style,
The New Christs,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Bronski Beat,
Black Flag,
Rekid,
The Saints,
Roxy Music,
Shuggie Otis,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Trumans Water,
X-101,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Gang Green,
Kenny Larkin,
Soft Machine,
The Five Americans,
Todd Terry,
PIL,
The Move,
Siglo XX,
Dave Gahan,
Radiohead,
Bush Tetras,
Robert Hood,
Tomorrow,
These Immortal Souls,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
New Order,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Letta Mbulu,
Fluxion,
Ludus,
Soul Sonic Force,
Lebanon Hanover,
Parry Music,
Lalo Schifrin,
Bizarre Inc.,
Soul II Soul,
Todd Rundgren,
Gabor Szabo,
Dark Day, Dark Day, Dark Day, Dark Day.
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.