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 Mauritius and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Babytalk to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Talk Talk. All the underground hits.
All Albert Ayler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Section 25 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Neon Judgement record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stereo Dub,
Byron Stingily,
Harry Pussy,
Zapp,
The Music Machine,
Urselle,
The Walker Brothers,
Agitation Free,
Pulsallama,
Crooked Eye,
Freddie Wadling,
Bad Manners,
Fear,
Swans,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Gastr Del Sol,
Unwound,
Marmalade,
Camouflage,
Hasil Adkins,
Talk Talk,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Arab on Radar,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Cure,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Searchers,
the Human League,
The Shadows of Knight,
Bobby Sherman,
The Toasters,
Infiniti,
The Tremeloes,
Minor Threat,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Motions,
The Martian,
the Association,
Tom Boy,
Index,
Public Enemy,
Dead Boys,
Dave Gahan,
Soul Sonic Force,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Donny Hathaway,
X-102,
The Slackers,
Joe Finger,
The Modern Lovers,
Barbara Tucker,
Ken Boothe,
Lebanon Hanover,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Quadrant,
Siglo XX,
Au Pairs,
These Immortal Souls,
Scion,
MDC,
Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48.
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.