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 Liberia and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 harpsichord 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 Monolake to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Gun Club. All the underground hits.
All Underground Resistance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Section 25 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a cv313 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlback,
Crash Course in Science,
Bobby Sherman,
Qualms,
Judy Mowatt,
Second Layer,
The Gap Band,
Minor Threat,
The Detroit Cobras,
Erasure,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
David Bowie,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Sexual Harrassment,
DJ Sneak,
The Tremeloes,
Ultra Naté,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Victims,
Rekid,
Blancmange,
The Cramps,
Kenny Larkin,
E-Dancer,
Aaron Thompson,
Goldenarms,
Pere Ubu,
Amazonics,
a-ha,
Fela Kuti,
Jawbox,
Procol Harum,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Public Enemy,
Scan 7,
Soft Cell,
Kayak,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Sight & Sound,
The J.B.'s,
Yazoo,
The Vogues,
Avey Tare,
Joy Division,
Panda Bear,
Letta Mbulu,
Liliput,
Bizarre Inc.,
Moss Icon,
Lakeside,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Bluetip,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Names,
The Slits,
Minny Pops,
Robert Görl,
Sarah Menescal,
Television Personalities,
Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger.
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.