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 Kosovo and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 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 Roy Ayers to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Angels of Light. All the underground hits.
All Sister Nancy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chris Corsano record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camberwell Now record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang of Four,
Jeff Mills,
Arthur Verocai,
World's Most,
Surgeon,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Subhumans,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Moebius,
Bobby Sherman,
Sound Behaviour,
Television,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
PIL,
Matthew Bourne,
E-Dancer,
The Evens,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Mantronix,
Sandy B,
T. Rex,
Technova,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Marvin Gaye,
Kool Moe Dee,
Soulsonic Force,
Bobby Byrd,
Don Cherry,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
New Order,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Kas Product,
Flamin' Groovies,
Kurtis Blow,
Porter Ricks,
Pantaleimon,
Pharoah Sanders,
Underground Resistance,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Crooked Eye,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Letta Mbulu,
Babytalk,
Minnie Riperton,
Flipper,
Second Layer,
Tommy Roe,
In Retrospect,
The United States of America,
Iggy Pop,
L. Decosne,
The Cure,
Blossom Toes,
Maurizio,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Moss Icon,
The Black Dice,
The Velvet Underground,
Talk Talk,
Gang Green,
Radiohead,
Kerrie Biddell,
Tom Boy, Tom Boy, Tom Boy, Tom Boy.
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.