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 Tonga and from Taipei.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Lagos.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Misunderstood to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Marc Almond. All the underground hits.
All Barclay James Harvest tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yellowson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 an oboe and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Trumans Water record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crispy Ambulance,
The Toasters,
Eurythmics,
Mantronix,
New Order,
Joe Finger,
Blake Baxter,
The Move,
Nick Fraelich,
The Standells,
Wire,
Bobby Sherman,
Nas,
Adolescents,
Charles Mingus,
Ice-T,
Jandek,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Moleskins,
Terry Callier,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Robert Görl,
Delon & Dalcan,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Ronnie Foster,
Easy Going,
Hot Snakes,
Vainqueur,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Vladislav Delay,
Pulsallama,
The New Christs,
Soft Machine,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Seeds,
Infiniti,
Isaac Hayes,
The Grass Roots,
The Monochrome Set,
Peter & Gordon,
The Flesh Eaters,
Quando Quango,
Dead Boys,
Ralphi Rosario,
X-102,
Ornette Coleman,
Yellowson,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Ituana,
E-Dancer,
Basic Channel,
EPMD,
Tommy Roe,
Warren Ellis,
Alphaville,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Big Daddy Kane,
Lalann,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Man Parrish, Man Parrish, Man Parrish, Man Parrish.
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.