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 Guinea-Bissau and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Archie Shepp to the disco 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 The Shadows of Knight. All the underground hits.
All Carl Craig tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pantaleimon 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sister Nancy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zero Boys,
Colin Newman,
The Names,
Black Moon,
Eric Copeland,
Maleditus Sound,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Blake Baxter,
Surgeon,
Crime,
Kool Moe Dee,
Cybotron,
The Index,
DJ Style,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Agitation Free,
Ornette Coleman,
Darondo,
Deadbeat,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Grass Roots,
Soft Machine,
Zapp,
Charles Mingus,
Bobby Byrd,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Patti Smith,
The Pretty Things,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
One Last Wish,
The Techniques,
Godley & Creme,
Y Pants,
Bill Near,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Wally Richardson,
Jacques Brel,
June Days,
Rufus Thomas,
Radio Birdman,
Anthony Braxton,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Jacob Miller,
Negative Approach,
Nas,
Lou Reed,
Davy DMX,
Arthur Verocai,
Matthew Halsall,
Moby Grape,
the Fania All-Stars,
Tomorrow,
Rhythm & Sound,
Shoche,
Section 25,
Skriet,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Echospace,
The Human League,
Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani.
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.