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 Bulgaria and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 chamberlin 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 Mantronix to the crunk 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 Trumans Water. All the underground hits.
All Rites of Spring tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brass Construction record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 clarinet and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a China Crisis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pet Shop Boys,
The Doors,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Young Rascals,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Marine Girls,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Morten Harket,
Scan 7,
Fugazi,
Black Flag,
Neil Young,
Mantronix,
Michelle Simonal,
Das Ding,
8 Eyed Spy,
Neu!,
Amazonics,
Technova,
The Skatalites,
Reuben Wilson,
The Detroit Cobras,
Maurizio,
Niagra,
New Age Steppers,
Duran Duran,
Barbara Tucker,
Grey Daturas,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Fad Gadget,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Isaac Hayes,
Ituana,
the Germs,
The Leaves,
Grandmaster Flash,
Warsaw,
The Techniques,
Youth Brigade,
Junior Murvin,
Liliput,
Skriet,
The Busters,
Can,
Vladislav Delay,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Chrome,
The Cowsills,
B.T. Express,
The Cure,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Parry Music,
Brass Construction,
Au Pairs,
The Human League,
Hot Snakes,
Jesper Dahlback,
Peter & Gordon,
Interpol,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Stiv Bators,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
EPMD,
Robert Hood, Robert Hood, Robert Hood, Robert Hood.
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.