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 Congo and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 spring reverb 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 Cabaret Voltaire to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Kings Of Tomorrow. All the underground hits.
All Urselle tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every La Düsseldorf 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 snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Erykah Badu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Henry Cow,
Erasure,
Derrick Morgan,
Procol Harum,
One Last Wish,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Skatalites,
Swell Maps,
Loose Ends,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Count Five,
Ultra Naté,
Magazine,
Oblivians,
Shoche,
Desert Stars,
Wire,
Warsaw,
Rosa Yemen,
The Smiths,
Maleditus Sound,
Girls At Our Best!,
Sound Behaviour,
Al Stewart,
Pole,
The Cramps,
Colin Newman,
Shuggie Otis,
The Gap Band,
Freddie Wadling,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Jacob Miller,
Guru Guru,
Roger Hodgson,
Deepchord,
Derrick May,
Ralphi Rosario,
Lalo Schifrin,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Black Dice,
Dead Boys,
The Offenders,
The Young Rascals,
The United States of America,
Hoover,
Livin' Joy,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Minutemen,
Agitation Free,
The Dead C,
Minor Threat,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Red Krayola,
Spandau Ballet,
The Doobie Brothers,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
T.S.O.L.,
Ludus,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Brand Nubian,
The Birthday Party,
Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive.
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.