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 Poland and from Lagos.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 linndrum 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 Rotary Connection to the techno 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 The Sonics. All the underground hits.
All The Invisible tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Banda Bassotti record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gories record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
E-Dancer,
Eden Ahbez,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Derrick Morgan,
Black Bananas,
Anthony Braxton,
Peter & Gordon,
Soft Machine,
Dark Day,
The Alarm Clocks,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Black Sheep,
Steve Hackett,
Lou Reed,
Eurythmics,
The Human League,
Joey Negro,
Cybotron,
Stetsasonic,
Delta 5,
Kevin Saunderson,
Michelle Simonal,
Average White Band,
Warsaw,
The Standells,
The Kinks,
Sound Behaviour,
Joensuu 1685,
The Golliwogs,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Howard Jones,
ABBA,
Blossom Toes,
Nick Fraelich,
Marc Almond,
Patti Smith,
Camouflage,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Goldenarms,
Swans,
New York Dolls,
The Velvet Underground,
The Modern Lovers,
Fear,
Cecil Taylor,
Scan 7,
Porter Ricks,
Man Parrish,
Mr. Review,
Lightning Bolt,
Jacob Miller,
Amon Düül,
Angry Samoans,
Eddi Front,
Jeff Mills,
Lalann,
Mars,
T.S.O.L.,
Tears for Fears,
The Skatalites,
ABC,
Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub.
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.