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 Japan and from Delhi.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Winnipeg.
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 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 Newcleus to the crunk 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 The Litter. All the underground hits.
All Alphaville tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Young Marble Giants record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Juan Atkins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
kango's stein massive,
Ultravox,
Camberwell Now,
MDC,
Main Source,
Fugazi,
Max Romeo,
Robert Görl,
The Cowsills,
Hardrive,
Slick Rick,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Todd Rundgren,
Kerrie Biddell,
Masters at Work,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Television,
Eric B and Rakim,
Ornette Coleman,
Duran Duran,
Underground Resistance,
Neil Young,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Zeros,
Cecil Taylor,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Amazonics,
Vladislav Delay,
Wolf Eyes,
The Walker Brothers,
Maleditus Sound,
New Age Steppers,
X-101,
Brand Nubian,
Josef K,
La Düsseldorf,
Newcleus,
Skarface,
Stetsasonic,
Sparks,
Danielle Patucci,
Severed Heads,
Robert Hood,
Swell Maps,
Darondo,
The Names,
John Foxx,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Subhumans,
Gang of Four,
Animal Collective,
Sun Ra,
Eden Ahbez,
ABC,
The Knickerbockers,
Dorothy Ashby,
Moss Icon,
Brick,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti.
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.