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 United Kingdom and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 synthesizer 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 Be Bop Deluxe to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Excepter. All the underground hits.
All Brick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Matthew Bourne 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lakeside record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Spandau Ballet,
Sun Ra,
Sandy B,
Glenn Branca,
Interpol,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Grandmaster Flash,
Q and Not U,
Donald Byrd,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Jeff Mills,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Eden Ahbez,
Average White Band,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Q65,
Liliput,
the Soft Cell,
Cybotron,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Beau Brummels,
Soft Machine,
MC5,
Crispian St. Peters,
Tom Boy,
Bobby Sherman,
The Standells,
The Neon Judgement,
Morten Harket,
Massinfluence,
ABBA,
Freddie Wadling,
Kool Moe Dee,
Nils Olav,
Outsiders,
The Moleskins,
Rekid,
Kevin Saunderson,
Althea and Donna,
Silicon Teens,
The Divine Comedy,
The Toasters,
The Fire Engines,
Grauzone,
Eve St. Jones,
Soft Cell,
Scott Walker,
Quantec,
Magma,
Matthew Bourne,
Infiniti,
Pantaleimon,
The Last Poets,
Soul II Soul,
Popol Vuh,
Ultimate Spinach,
Blake Baxter,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.