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 New Zealand and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 David Bowie 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 The Evens to the techno 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 Iggy Pop. All the underground hits.
All T. Rex tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Youth Brigade record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Judy Mowatt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Boogie Down Productions,
Gregory Isaacs,
a-ha,
Kas Product,
Urselle,
June of 44,
The Gories,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Jawbox,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Negative Approach,
The Divine Comedy,
Althea and Donna,
JFA,
L. Decosne,
Tears for Fears,
Royal Trux,
Yellowson,
Morten Harket,
Icehouse,
Altered Images,
The Beau Brummels,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Minutemen,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Cure,
Sight & Sound,
Connie Case,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Lalann,
Rekid,
Erasure,
Matthew Bourne,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
LL Cool J,
Roxette,
The Fugs,
Main Source,
Bizarre Inc.,
Delta 5,
PIL,
Curtis Mayfield,
Kevin Saunderson,
X-Ray Spex,
Monolake,
Monks,
the Sonics,
The Saints,
Soul II Soul,
Sandy B,
Minor Threat,
Marcia Griffiths,
Quadrant,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Jesper Dahlback,
Joe Finger,
Joey Negro, Joey Negro, Joey Negro, Joey Negro.
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.