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 Singapore and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Winnipeg.
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 chamberlin 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the grime 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 Reagan Youth. All the underground hits.
All The Fire Engines tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Albert Ayler 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tres Demented record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Graham Central Station,
Infiniti,
X-Ray Spex,
Hasil Adkins,
Robert Wyatt,
Frankie Knuckles,
Section 25,
The Motions,
The Gladiators,
Darondo,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Busters,
Sam Rivers,
Pylon,
Brick,
Parry Music,
The Sound,
8 Eyed Spy,
Davy DMX,
Main Source,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Henry Cow,
Soulsonic Force,
Dorothy Ashby,
LL Cool J,
Sexual Harrassment,
Stiv Bators,
David McCallum,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Negative Approach,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Rosa Yemen,
The Gun Club,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Scion,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Pole,
Yellowson,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Moleskins,
The Modern Lovers,
Fear,
kango's stein massive,
Lalo Schifrin,
Khruangbin,
Blossom Toes,
Maurizio,
Charles Mingus,
Sun Ra,
The United States of America,
B.T. Express,
Qualms,
Radiohead,
DNA,
Juan Atkins,
Niagra,
Joy Division,
Mars,
The Knickerbockers,
The Beau Brummels,
The American Breed,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Saints, The Saints, The Saints, The Saints.
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.