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 Guyana and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Boz Scaggs to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Joey Negro. All the underground hits.
All The Gladiators tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Silicon Teens 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pole record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crispian St. Peters,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Blossom Toes,
The Vogues,
Warren Ellis,
Aaron Thompson,
Tommy Roe,
Talk Talk,
Chrome,
The Fortunes,
The Fire Engines,
The Selecter,
Dark Day,
Darondo,
Pet Shop Boys,
David McCallum,
Brass Construction,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Fatback Band,
Rufus Thomas,
Quantec,
Half Japanese,
Reuben Wilson,
Second Layer,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Throbbing Gristle,
Zero Boys,
Delon & Dalcan,
the Sonics,
The Index,
Mo-Dettes,
Dave Gahan,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Bang On A Can,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Ronan,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Nas,
R.M.O.,
Josef K,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
World's Most,
Drexciya,
Amon Düül,
Crime,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
the Germs,
The Music Machine,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Monks,
Kayak,
Metal Thangz,
Freddie Wadling,
Joy Division,
Amon Düül II,
The Modern Lovers,
The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras.
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.