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 Yemen and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 theremin 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 Jawbox to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Rotary Connection. All the underground hits.
All Sister Nancy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Modern Lovers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Soft Cell,
Harpers Bizarre,
Oneida,
China Crisis,
Yellowson,
Vladislav Delay,
Section 25,
The Cowsills,
Girls At Our Best!,
Marmalade,
The Modern Lovers,
Ronnie Foster,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Black Bananas,
Delon & Dalcan,
L. Decosne,
Sister Nancy,
Dennis Brown,
Kaleidoscope,
the Sonics,
Fear,
Marine Girls,
Organ,
Nico,
Johnny Clarke,
The Last Poets,
Essential Logic,
Saccharine Trust,
Soft Cell,
This Heat,
Kayak,
Robert Hood,
Roxette,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Bronski Beat,
Lindisfarne,
Eurythmics,
Desert Stars,
Rod Modell,
cv313,
Prince Buster,
Al Stewart,
The Monochrome Set,
Goldenarms,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Fluxion,
Bad Manners,
Pylon,
Spoonie Gee,
Eli Mardock,
The Trojans,
The United States of America,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Pop Group,
Main Source,
Ponytail,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Porter Ricks,
The Evens,
Letta Mbulu,
The Black Dice,
Duran Duran,
The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band.
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.