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 Kiribati and from Seoul.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 chamberlin 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 JFA to the electroclash 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 James White and The Blacks. All the underground hits.
All Depeche Mode tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joensuu 1685 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gregory Isaacs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Erasure,
Vladislav Delay,
Basic Channel,
Todd Rundgren,
Agitation Free,
MC5,
Au Pairs,
Hasil Adkins,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Lalann,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Motorama,
Idris Muhammad,
The Happenings,
Maurizio,
Cymande,
The Kinks,
Graham Central Station,
Joe Smooth,
Neil Young,
Isaac Hayes,
Technova,
The Pop Group,
Radiohead,
Aaron Thompson,
Josef K,
Roy Ayers,
Monks,
X-101,
Unrelated Segments,
David Axelrod,
The Dirtbombs,
Stiv Bators,
Peter and Kerry,
Tears for Fears,
The Gun Club,
D'Angelo,
Terrestrial Tones,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Fortunes,
Lou Reed,
Pantytec,
Moss Icon,
Royal Trux,
The Fuzztones,
Gang of Four,
Davy DMX,
Swell Maps,
Pharoah Sanders,
Grauzone,
Jeff Mills,
Pagans,
Thompson Twins,
ABC,
Surgeon,
Adolescents,
Cheater Slicks,
Barclay James Harvest,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Letta Mbulu,
The Human League,
Jerry's Kids,
Scratch Acid,
Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound.
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.