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 Netherlands and from Bologna.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Cure to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Lou Christie. All the underground hits.
All Janne Schatter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rotary Connection 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Negative Approach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Normal,
Nik Kershaw,
Niagra,
Zapp,
The Searchers,
OOIOO,
June of 44,
The Slits,
The Toasters,
The Fugs,
Deepchord,
Eric B and Rakim,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
DNA,
Nirvana,
Scott Walker,
Masters at Work,
Minnie Riperton,
The Fortunes,
Dawn Penn,
Curtis Mayfield,
U.S. Maple,
Trumans Water,
Funky Four + One,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
MC5,
The Stooges,
David Bowie,
Quadrant,
Josef K,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Kurtis Blow,
The Mummies,
Minor Threat,
The Motions,
the Germs,
Q and Not U,
Joey Negro,
Susan Cadogan,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Interpol,
Freddie Wadling,
Dave Gahan,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Bluetip,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Joy Division,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Intrusion,
Sun City Girls,
Pantytec,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Shoche,
The Five Americans,
8 Eyed Spy,
David Axelrod,
Ludus,
CMW,
Archie Shepp,
Barrington Levy,
Procol Harum,
Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp..
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.