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 Sweden and from Accra.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 PIL to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Eric B and Rakim. All the underground hits.
All Josef K tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Accadde A 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Cale record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gong,
Lucky Dragons,
The Gap Band,
a-ha,
Vladislav Delay,
Intrusion,
Erykah Badu,
kango's stein massive,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
The Knickerbockers,
The Vogues,
Banda Bassotti,
The Zeros,
Mantronix,
Royal Trux,
Nick Fraelich,
Qualms,
Schoolly D,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Todd Rundgren,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Groovy Waters,
Alphaville,
Absolute Body Control,
The Fuzztones,
A Flock of Seagulls,
EPMD,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Blake Baxter,
Wire,
Sonic Youth,
Outsiders,
Jacob Miller,
Aswad,
The Raincoats,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bizarre Inc.,
Andrew Hill,
Theoretical Girls,
Animal Collective,
The Names,
Ituana,
Infiniti,
Rites of Spring,
Q and Not U,
Marine Girls,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Accadde A,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Doobie Brothers,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Ronan,
The Dirtbombs,
Depeche Mode,
Junior Murvin,
The Fall,
the Soft Cell,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band.
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.