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 Norway and from Salvador.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Arcadia to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Michelle Simonal. All the underground hits.
All Agitation Free tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Circle Jerks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bill Wells record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arthur Verocai,
Bad Manners,
World's Most,
Technova,
Chrome,
the Association,
Donald Byrd,
Interpol,
Glenn Branca,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
June of 44,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Marshall Jefferson,
Sonny Sharrock,
Organ,
Beasts of Bourbon,
H. Thieme,
Bush Tetras,
The Young Rascals,
Patti Smith,
Juan Atkins,
The Blackbyrds,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Kaleidoscope,
Qualms,
The Litter,
kango's stein massive,
The Cramps,
Pere Ubu,
Fat Boys,
Sight & Sound,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Birthday Party,
The Durutti Column,
Nico,
The Music Machine,
Barrington Levy,
Lower 48,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Dave Clark Five,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Thee Headcoats,
Joensuu 1685,
Scion,
Howard Jones,
X-Ray Spex,
Youth Brigade,
The Blues Magoos,
The Monochrome Set,
Davy DMX,
Tommy Roe,
Au Pairs,
Ronnie Foster,
China Crisis,
Terry Callier,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Gories,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
MDC, MDC, MDC, MDC.
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.