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 Maldives and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Dave Clark Five 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 Ultramagnetic MC's. All the underground hits.
All Marine Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Curtis Mayfield record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visage record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shuggie Otis,
Radiohead,
Robert Görl,
Lakeside,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Dual Sessions,
Whodini,
Banda Bassotti,
Yusef Lateef,
Y Pants,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
John Cale,
Lightning Bolt,
Tres Demented,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Hardrive,
EPMD,
Davy DMX,
Barry Ungar,
Scott Walker,
The Techniques,
The Angels of Light,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Delon & Dalcan,
Swell Maps,
The Shadows of Knight,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
JFA,
Harpers Bizarre,
Gil Scott Heron,
Guru Guru,
LL Cool J,
Reagan Youth,
Howard Jones,
Sonic Youth,
Johnny Clarke,
Bootsy Collins,
Boredoms,
Jawbox,
Grey Daturas,
Robert Wyatt,
The Black Dice,
Maleditus Sound,
8 Eyed Spy,
Pere Ubu,
X-102,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
the Soft Cell,
Jimmy McGriff,
Tears for Fears,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Shoche,
Grandmaster Flash,
Warren Ellis,
The Divine Comedy,
Ohio Players,
Rufus Thomas,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Byron Stingily,
Malaria!,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Freddie Wadling,
David McCallum, David McCallum, David McCallum, David McCallum.
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.