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 Armenia and from Seoul.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
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 The Electric Prunes to the funk 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 Soul II Soul. All the underground hits.
All Visage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echo & the Bunnymen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pantytec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deepchord,
The Shadows of Knight,
Surgeon,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Cramps,
Fear,
The Music Machine,
T. Rex,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
John Cale,
ABC,
Thee Headcoats,
Hoover,
China Crisis,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Index,
Sight & Sound,
Rekid,
Wolf Eyes,
Derrick Morgan,
Heaven 17,
Silicon Teens,
Throbbing Gristle,
Jawbox,
Bang On A Can,
Warren Ellis,
Soul Sonic Force,
Average White Band,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Stooges,
The Pretty Things,
Eric Copeland,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Q and Not U,
Maleditus Sound,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
La Düsseldorf,
Carl Craig,
Pere Ubu,
Barrington Levy,
Quantec,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Morten Harket,
Ornette Coleman,
Rhythm & Sound,
Marcia Griffiths,
Roxy Music,
Grauzone,
One Last Wish,
Dual Sessions,
CMW,
The Skatalites,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Thompson Twins,
Television Personalities,
Mars,
The Monochrome Set,
Delta 5,
PIL,
Kaleidoscope,
Inner City,
The Techniques,
Ronan,
The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs.
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.