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 Austria and from Toronto.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Electric Light Orchestra to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes. All the underground hits.
All The Move tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DNA 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Holt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alphaville,
Blossom Toes,
In Retrospect,
Maleditus Sound,
The Count Five,
Lyres,
Piero Umiliani,
Charles Mingus,
Rosa Yemen,
The Alarm Clocks,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Rufus Thomas,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Smiths,
Lalann,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
This Heat,
Skriet,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
FM Einheit,
Juan Atkins,
Suburban Knight,
The Sonics,
Gang Gang Dance,
Scientists,
Gastr Del Sol,
Barbara Tucker,
Main Source,
Bootsy Collins,
Man Parrish,
Kevin Saunderson,
New Order,
The Pretty Things,
DJ Style,
Buzzcocks,
the Bar-Kays,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Sound,
The Buckinghams,
Cameo,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Pylon,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Moby Grape,
Dave Gahan,
Bluetip,
Erykah Badu,
Rakim,
Television Personalities,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Seeds,
Simply Red,
a-ha,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Stiv Bators,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
David Bowie,
Zapp,
Thee Headcoats,
The Fortunes,
The Cure,
Todd Rundgren,
The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos.
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.