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 Honduras and from Columbus.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 the Soft Cell to the punk 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 Spoonie Gee. All the underground hits.
All Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Morten Harket record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Age Steppers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Y Pants,
Flash Fearless,
Eden Ahbez,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Mandrill,
Byron Stingily,
Q and Not U,
Matthew Halsall,
Nirvana,
Black Bananas,
The Neon Judgement,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Bauhaus,
Big Daddy Kane,
Rotary Connection,
Wolf Eyes,
Stockholm Monsters,
Echospace,
The Stooges,
Radiohead,
Kevin Saunderson,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Golliwogs,
Sonic Youth,
Reagan Youth,
Roxy Music,
Minny Pops,
Joe Finger,
Graham Central Station,
The Trojans,
Lee Hazlewood,
Sound Behaviour,
Tres Demented,
The Motions,
K-Klass,
The Doors,
The Human League,
Yellowson,
Derrick Morgan,
The Shadows of Knight,
Marshall Jefferson,
Curtis Mayfield,
Bobby Byrd,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Kaleidoscope,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Jawbox,
Kerri Chandler,
Bronski Beat,
Fat Boys,
Brand Nubian,
Susan Cadogan,
The Toasters,
OOIOO,
The Associates,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The United States of America,
the Germs,
The Happenings,
the Slits,
Peter and Kerry,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters.
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.