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 Malaysia and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 Holger Czukay 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 The Cowsills to the electroclash 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 Half Japanese. All the underground hits.
All Gabor Szabo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every KRS-One record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marine Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Freddie Wadling,
Lower 48,
Reagan Youth,
Radiohead,
Henry Cow,
Negative Approach,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Roy Ayers,
Pagans,
Parry Music,
The Young Rascals,
K-Klass,
Tubeway Army,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
This Heat,
Jeff Lynne,
Franke,
Ronnie Foster,
Monolake,
Rakim,
Excepter,
Todd Rundgren,
Susan Cadogan,
The Durutti Column,
Matthew Bourne,
Make Up,
Easy Going,
John Holt,
The Divine Comedy,
Average White Band,
Bluetip,
The Velvet Underground,
Soft Machine,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Niagra,
Audionom,
Whodini,
Eli Mardock,
John Cale,
Nation of Ulysses,
Aloha Tigers,
Nirvana,
B.T. Express,
Mantronix,
The Happenings,
Pierre Henry,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Blancmange,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Five Americans,
Section 25,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Gabor Szabo,
Kas Product,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Schoolly D,
Motorama,
Andrew Hill,
the Swans,
Livin' Joy,
Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme.
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.