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 Palau and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 808 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 The Mighty Diamonds to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Swans. All the underground hits.
All Oneida tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Basic Channel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Stooges,
Eddi Front,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Black Moon,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Quantec,
Peter & Gordon,
The Beau Brummels,
Saccharine Trust,
Erykah Badu,
The Smoke,
Camouflage,
Shoche,
Schoolly D,
Eric Dolphy,
Niagra,
Slick Rick,
Bob Dylan,
The Cure,
Inner City,
The Mojo Men,
Junior Murvin,
Gil Scott Heron,
Tears for Fears,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Human League,
Throbbing Gristle,
Scion,
Todd Rundgren,
Ken Boothe,
Spoonie Gee,
Metal Thangz,
Sound Behaviour,
Letta Mbulu,
Sun Ra,
Kaleidoscope,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sister Nancy,
Animal Collective,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Associates,
Joe Smooth,
Pagans,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Rakim,
Chrome,
New York Dolls,
Scan 7,
Marmalade,
Cameo,
Magma,
Skriet,
Spandau Ballet,
Steve Hackett,
The Moody Blues,
Gastr Del Sol,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Interpol,
Black Flag,
Simply Red,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.