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 Denmark and from Madrid.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Kaleidoscope to the rap 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 Television Personalities. All the underground hits.
All Ultravox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jimmy McGriff record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lakeside record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Guru Guru,
The Blackbyrds,
The Pretty Things,
Quantec,
The Smoke,
Marcia Griffiths,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Saccharine Trust,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Zeros,
The Vogues,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Motorama,
Agitation Free,
Shoche,
Glenn Branca,
Bill Near,
10cc,
D'Angelo,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Knickerbockers,
Television Personalities,
Ludus,
Joyce Sims,
R.M.O.,
Cameo,
Minutemen,
Basic Channel,
The Move,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Terrestrial Tones,
Massinfluence,
Dead Boys,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Mantronix,
Sonic Youth,
Deadbeat,
Rapeman,
Fatback Band,
Sight & Sound,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Darondo,
Henry Cow,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Iggy Pop,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Archie Shepp,
Gang Starr,
The Residents,
Average White Band,
Half Japanese,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Names,
Althea and Donna,
The Alarm Clocks,
Simply Red,
Faraquet,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Lebanon Hanover,
Thee Headcoats,
Wings,
Buzzcocks, Buzzcocks, Buzzcocks, Buzzcocks.
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.