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 Monaco and from Jakarta.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 John Cale to the crunk 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 Rites of Spring. All the underground hits.
All Severed Heads tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vainqueur record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dave Gahan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
ABC,
Gang of Four,
Brass Construction,
Negative Approach,
Fela Kuti,
The Associates,
Babytalk,
Funky Four + One,
Radiopuhelimet,
Dennis Brown,
the Association,
Angry Samoans,
Jesper Dahlback,
Grey Daturas,
Flamin' Groovies,
Bronski Beat,
Country Teasers,
L. Decosne,
Sonny Sharrock,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Kerri Chandler,
Q and Not U,
Byron Stingily,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Wire,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Chris & Cosey,
Black Sheep,
Max Romeo,
Laurel Aitken,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Alice Coltrane,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Minnie Riperton,
Bill Wells,
Unrelated Segments,
Average White Band,
Sun Ra,
The Kinks,
This Heat,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Nico,
Gang Green,
Dark Day,
Iggy Pop,
Make Up,
the Normal,
Half Japanese,
Barbara Tucker,
Monks,
One Last Wish,
Tom Boy,
Scientists,
Pole,
The Real Kids,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Jimmy McGriff,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sällskapet,
The J.B.'s,
Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish.
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.