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 Macedonia and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Groovy Waters to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Sight & Sound. All the underground hits.
All Kings Of Tomorrow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Holt 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Reed record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Danielle Patucci,
The Invisible,
Harmonia,
Ituana,
New York Dolls,
Fluxion,
The Remains,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Warsaw,
The Happenings,
Deadbeat,
Nirvana,
Dave Gahan,
UT,
The Blues Magoos,
The Busters,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ornette Coleman,
The Doors,
Jesper Dahlback,
10cc,
Albert Ayler,
the Sonics,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Monochrome Set,
Eurythmics,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Barrington Levy,
The Divine Comedy,
Monolake,
The Black Dice,
Jacob Miller,
Fad Gadget,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Count Five,
H. Thieme,
Joy Division,
Rites of Spring,
Oneida,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Lou Reed,
Donald Byrd,
Big Daddy Kane,
David Axelrod,
Arthur Verocai,
Agitation Free,
Amazonics,
Gang Gang Dance,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Schoolly D,
Soft Cell,
Angry Samoans,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Gun Club,
Zapp,
Roxy Music,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Idris Muhammad,
Average White Band,
Aswad,
Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5.
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.