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 Poland and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 Cairo and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 oboe 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 The Gladiators to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Howard Jones. All the underground hits.
All June of 44 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cosmic Jokers 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a In Retrospect record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Adolescents,
Sound Behaviour,
Ultimate Spinach,
Fad Gadget,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Roger Hodgson,
Von Mondo,
Cecil Taylor,
E-Dancer,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Lyres,
The Five Americans,
the Swans,
The Pretty Things,
Index,
Eli Mardock,
Jacob Miller,
Morten Harket,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Rhythm & Sound,
Essential Logic,
Wasted Youth,
China Crisis,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ken Boothe,
FM Einheit,
Mad Mike,
The Monochrome Set,
Absolute Body Control,
Alton Ellis,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Danielle Patucci,
Rotary Connection,
Masters at Work,
Tres Demented,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Crooked Eye,
EPMD,
Fifty Foot Hose,
the Normal,
Erasure,
One Last Wish,
F. McDonald,
The Music Machine,
The Modern Lovers,
The Black Dice,
The Mummies,
Girls At Our Best!,
Nick Fraelich,
CMW,
Gerry Rafferty,
Youth Brigade,
kango's stein massive,
The J.B.'s,
Symarip,
MDC,
Vladislav Delay,
The Dave Clark Five,
Mo-Dettes,
Nico,
Infiniti, Infiniti, Infiniti, Infiniti.
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.