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 Maldives and from Manila.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 June Days to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Yaz. All the underground hits.
All Toni Rubio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unrelated Segments record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dual Sessions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Clear Light,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Skarface,
Robert Görl,
The Searchers,
Hardrive,
Eurythmics,
the Germs,
Rakim,
Kerrie Biddell,
Arab on Radar,
the Association,
Arcadia,
Lebanon Hanover,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Radio Birdman,
Groovy Waters,
Section 25,
Tropical Tobacco,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Tommy Roe,
Echospace,
Cecil Taylor,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Remains,
Pantaleimon,
B.T. Express,
Joy Division,
Sam Rivers,
Sandy B,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Ultra Naté,
Tom Boy,
Black Moon,
The Sound,
Cheater Slicks,
The American Breed,
The Pop Group,
The Litter,
John Foxx,
KRS-One,
Fad Gadget,
Throbbing Gristle,
Gil Scott Heron,
Man Parrish,
The Golliwogs,
Rapeman,
The Martian,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Goldenarms,
Lou Christie,
Theoretical Girls,
Scratch Acid,
Vladislav Delay,
Stereo Dub,
Sparks,
Mark Hollis,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
R.M.O.,
Television,
Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan.
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.