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 Bulgaria and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 marimba 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 A Flock of Seagulls 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 Amon Düül II. All the underground hits.
All Easy Going tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every James Chance & The Contortions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Sheep record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Bourne,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Fortunes,
Lightning Bolt,
One Last Wish,
Ornette Coleman,
Neil Young,
Chris & Cosey,
Tears for Fears,
Sister Nancy,
Radiopuhelimet,
Arab on Radar,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Archie Shepp,
The Star Department,
Masters at Work,
the Human League,
a-ha,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Talk Talk,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Bauhaus,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Godley & Creme,
Gabor Szabo,
Barbara Tucker,
Warsaw,
Moebius,
Quadrant,
The Moleskins,
Don Cherry,
Babytalk,
Leonard Cohen,
The Red Krayola,
Zero Boys,
Bluetip,
8 Eyed Spy,
Rites of Spring,
Gong,
Q65,
Roxette,
Sound Behaviour,
Ronan,
The Remains,
Simply Red,
Sparks,
Jerry's Kids,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Ice-T,
the Sonics,
Todd Rundgren,
Robert Görl,
Thee Headcoats,
Main Source,
Scan 7,
The Sisters of Mercy,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Derrick May,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Marshall Jefferson,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Hardrive,
Skaos, Skaos, Skaos, Skaos.
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.