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 Belgium and from Manchester.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Salvador.
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 synthesizer 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 Busters to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 A Certain Ratio. All the underground hits.
All Sound Behaviour tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter & Gordon 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Average White Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Duran Duran,
MC5,
Adolescents,
Sun Ra,
Ornette Coleman,
Hashim,
The American Breed,
The Fuzztones,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Prince Buster,
8 Eyed Spy,
Rekid,
The Toasters,
Erykah Badu,
Dawn Penn,
Gabor Szabo,
The Smiths,
The Blues Magoos,
Bush Tetras,
Y Pants,
Newcleus,
Tommy Roe,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Piero Umiliani,
Model 500,
The Five Americans,
John Lydon,
Underground Resistance,
Pylon,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Colin Newman,
The Associates,
The Velvet Underground,
Qualms,
The Trojans,
Altered Images,
Crispian St. Peters,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Guru Guru,
Yaz,
Scientists,
Rhythm & Sound,
Radiohead,
Aaron Thompson,
DNA,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Skriet,
The Litter,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Minor Threat,
Kenny Larkin,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Gories,
Hasil Adkins,
Liliput,
Roy Ayers,
Bootsy Collins,
Theoretical Girls,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities.
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.