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 Bahamas and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Half Japanese to the grunge 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 Gregory Isaacs. All the underground hits.
All David McCallum tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Smoke record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
FM Einheit,
Intrusion,
Aloha Tigers,
the Normal,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Franke,
David Axelrod,
Eric Copeland,
Quadrant,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Big Daddy Kane,
A Certain Ratio,
Black Flag,
Stiv Bators,
Alton Ellis,
Henry Cow,
Pet Shop Boys,
Underground Resistance,
K-Klass,
Yaz,
Charles Mingus,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Amon Düül,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Invisible,
Swans,
Minor Threat,
Todd Terry,
The J.B.'s,
The Stooges,
the Sonics,
Urselle,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Minny Pops,
Pagans,
Sällskapet,
The New Christs,
Clear Light,
Au Pairs,
CMW,
Electric Light Orchestra,
New York Dolls,
Aswad,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Cluster,
The Slackers,
The Monks,
Bang On A Can,
Inner City,
Subhumans,
The Cramps,
Suburban Knight,
Gabor Szabo,
The Fortunes,
Flash Fearless,
Bobby Womack,
Rufus Thomas,
Flipper,
Dave Gahan,
Sam Rivers,
Kerri Chandler,
Ronan, Ronan, Ronan, Ronan.
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.