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 Burkina and from Bologna.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 grunge 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 Scan 7. All the underground hits.
All Lungfish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Television Personalities record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lee Hazlewood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Doors,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Derrick Morgan,
Little Man,
Godley & Creme,
Bush Tetras,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Fad Gadget,
Kevin Saunderson,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Bobby Byrd,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Roxette,
Pylon,
Lungfish,
The Dead C,
Dark Day,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Robert Görl,
Jeff Mills,
Nick Fraelich,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Bobby Womack,
Black Pus,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Con Funk Shun,
Rod Modell,
The Zeros,
X-102,
The Misunderstood,
Erykah Badu,
Silicon Teens,
Patti Smith,
the Sonics,
Japan,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Eric Copeland,
Sonic Youth,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Eden Ahbez,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Red Krayola,
Scratch Acid,
PIL,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Blancmange,
Jerry's Kids,
Camouflage,
Joe Smooth,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
MC5,
The Count Five,
Erasure,
The United States of America,
Quando Quango,
Rakim,
ABBA,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Radio Birdman,
Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna.
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.