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 Rwanda and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Avey Tare to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 The Cowsills. All the underground hits.
All The Young Rascals tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Johnny Clarke record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 marimba and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Guru Guru record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eden Ahbez,
Dawn Penn,
Erasure,
Babytalk,
The Associates,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Fall,
Don Cherry,
Connie Case,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Gladiators,
Essential Logic,
Negative Approach,
The Durutti Column,
Lalann,
Tim Buckley,
Glenn Branca,
Quadrant,
DJ Sneak,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
the Human League,
Radiohead,
The Index,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Walker Brothers,
Underground Resistance,
The Dead C,
cv313,
The Five Americans,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Dave Clark Five,
Aswad,
The Electric Prunes,
Soul II Soul,
Marine Girls,
Nation of Ulysses,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Lyres,
Duran Duran,
Livin' Joy,
Darondo,
Con Funk Shun,
Reuben Wilson,
Vainqueur,
Cluster,
FM Einheit,
Ultravox,
Robert Hood,
Jeff Mills,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Brand Nubian,
Cymande,
Barrington Levy,
Mandrill,
Skarface,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Ultra Naté,
Eurythmics,
The Slits,
Reagan Youth,
Alphaville,
Bobby Sherman,
Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions.
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.