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 Nigeria and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and London.
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 sitar 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 Japan 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 Gerry Rafferty. All the underground hits.
All The Invisible tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Spoonie Gee record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Section 25 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Foxx,
The Red Krayola,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Kaleidoscope,
The Dead C,
Average White Band,
Camberwell Now,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Main Source,
Stetsasonic,
Niagra,
Ice-T,
Joe Smooth,
Donny Hathaway,
Yellowson,
Ten City,
Shoche,
Basic Channel,
AZ,
T. Rex,
Sister Nancy,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Selecter,
Pierre Henry,
Loose Ends,
CMW,
The Remains,
Lalann,
Desert Stars,
Bobby Byrd,
Newcleus,
The Gap Band,
Todd Terry,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Barrington Levy,
Roxette,
Young Marble Giants,
The Detroit Cobras,
Liliput,
Inner City,
Skaos,
The Seeds,
Anakelly,
Neil Young,
Funkadelic,
The Durutti Column,
The Techniques,
Panda Bear,
Aloha Tigers,
The Fall,
The United States of America,
Massinfluence,
Bootsy Collins,
The Birthday Party,
Ituana,
The Gories,
The Cure,
Josef K,
Aural Exciters,
Judy Mowatt,
The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers.
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.