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 Guinea-Bissau and from Accra.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the theremin 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 Kango’s Stein Massive to the funk 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 The Star Department. All the underground hits.
All Absolute Body Control tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a London Community Gospel Choir record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
T.S.O.L.,
Donald Byrd,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Altered Images,
The Cowsills,
Quadrant,
The Dave Clark Five,
Roxy Music,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Nico,
World's Most,
Sandy B,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Standells,
Liliput,
ABC,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Cure,
Archie Shepp,
Warren Ellis,
Funkadelic,
The Selecter,
Agitation Free,
Wire,
Sugar Minott,
Qualms,
Howard Jones,
The Remains,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Urselle,
Grey Daturas,
Inner City,
Minny Pops,
Ultimate Spinach,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
John Cale,
Can,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
This Heat,
New Age Steppers,
Davy DMX,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Easy Going,
Zapp,
Motorama,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Monolake,
The Leaves,
The Techniques,
The Modern Lovers,
The Busters,
Sällskapet,
Negative Approach,
The Doors,
Arcadia,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Divine Comedy,
Marc Almond,
Lungfish,
Das Ding,
Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II.
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.