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 the UAE and from Mexico City.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 organ 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 Howard Jones to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 DJ Sneak. All the underground hits.
All Tubeway Army tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chrome record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fad Gadget record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 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?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Swans,
Magma,
Nation of Ulysses,
Lou Reed,
L. Decosne,
Mission of Burma,
F. McDonald,
Fear,
Andrew Hill,
Bluetip,
New Order,
Arcadia,
The Modern Lovers,
Shoche,
Technova,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Ultimate Spinach,
Junior Murvin,
Main Source,
The Doors,
Cheater Slicks,
Pulsallama,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Gregory Isaacs,
Eric Copeland,
8 Eyed Spy,
U.S. Maple,
The Grass Roots,
B.T. Express,
Sex Pistols,
Jeff Lynne,
The Mummies,
Bobby Sherman,
Kayak,
Sam Rivers,
In Retrospect,
Excepter,
Johnny Clarke,
Jacob Miller,
The Durutti Column,
Television,
Gil Scott Heron,
Alison Limerick,
Simply Red,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Tommy Roe,
Jeff Mills,
New Age Steppers,
Warsaw,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Gang Green,
The Star Department,
The Shadows of Knight,
Patti Smith,
T. Rex,
Skaos,
Skriet,
Moebius,
PIL,
The Gun Club,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo.
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.