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 Peru and from Glasgow.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 B.T. Express 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 Ronan. All the underground hits.
All Motorama tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Velvet Underground record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ajijia Myrayebe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Youth Brigade,
The Gun Club,
Silicon Teens,
Skriet,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sarah Menescal,
Main Source,
Ultra Naté,
Joensuu 1685,
Subhumans,
Janne Schatter,
Barry Ungar,
Cheater Slicks,
The Smoke,
The Monochrome Set,
Tropical Tobacco,
Eric Copeland,
Girls At Our Best!,
Curtis Mayfield,
Crooked Eye,
F. McDonald,
Public Image Ltd.,
Average White Band,
Black Sheep,
Tim Buckley,
Sound Behaviour,
The Index,
Funkadelic,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Brick,
Brass Construction,
The Offenders,
Fugazi,
The Electric Prunes,
This Heat,
Adolescents,
Shoche,
Dorothy Ashby,
Yellowson,
Accadde A,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Television Personalities,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Davy DMX,
Eric B and Rakim,
Harry Pussy,
Index,
Josef K,
Susan Cadogan,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Black Bananas,
Roxy Music,
Donny Hathaway,
Derrick May,
Radiopuhelimet,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Little Man,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Pere Ubu,
Robert Hood,
The Buckinghams,
Outsiders,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column.
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.