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 Marshall Islands and from Lyon.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 clarinet 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 Hardrive to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Traffic Nightmare. All the underground hits.
All Rakim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Symarip 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lower 48,
Erasure,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Birthday Party,
John Lydon,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Scratch Acid,
Tomorrow,
Roger Hodgson,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Last Poets,
Roxette,
The Moleskins,
Bizarre Inc.,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Shuggie Otis,
Pagans,
OOIOO,
The Music Machine,
The Evens,
Bad Manners,
Deadbeat,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Pop Group,
Funkadelic,
Saccharine Trust,
Agent Orange,
Lucky Dragons,
Eric Copeland,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Public Image Ltd.,
Skarface,
The Monks,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Arab on Radar,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Piero Umiliani,
Joy Division,
Marmalade,
Blancmange,
The Skatalites,
The Trojans,
LL Cool J,
Jacques Brel,
Bob Dylan,
New Age Steppers,
Barry Ungar,
John Cale,
EPMD,
Rapeman,
Minor Threat,
Bronski Beat,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Zero Boys,
The Remains,
The Human League,
Joe Finger,
The Misunderstood,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Crash Course in Science,
MC5, MC5, MC5, MC5.
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.