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 Korea North and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and New York.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the marimba 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 Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five to the rap 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 Porter Ricks. All the underground hits.
All These Immortal Souls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Severed Heads record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Raincoats,
Trumans Water,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Joe Finger,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Sun City Girls,
Agitation Free,
The Motions,
CMW,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Scratch Acid,
The Grass Roots,
Vladislav Delay,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Stooges,
Davy DMX,
Quando Quango,
The Searchers,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
X-Ray Spex,
Godley & Creme,
The Tremeloes,
The Slits,
Pharoah Sanders,
kango's stein massive,
B.T. Express,
Rites of Spring,
Thompson Twins,
The Alarm Clocks,
Jeff Lynne,
The Dave Clark Five,
Dennis Brown,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Ronnie Foster,
Traffic Nightmare,
Tim Buckley,
Tubeway Army,
Bill Wells,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Eric Dolphy,
Aural Exciters,
The Walker Brothers,
Sight & Sound,
Harmonia,
Mission of Burma,
John Lydon,
Zapp,
Minny Pops,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Detroit Cobras,
Sandy B,
Dave Gahan,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
a-ha,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Litter,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Underground Resistance,
Gang of Four,
The J.B.'s,
Alphaville,
Qualms, Qualms, Qualms, Qualms.
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.