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 Hungary and from Lyon.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Bremen.
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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the organ 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 Negative Approach to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Judy Mowatt. All the underground hits.
All X-101 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Smog 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Drexciya record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marine Girls,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Idris Muhammad,
The New Christs,
Depeche Mode,
Anakelly,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Chris & Cosey,
Mission of Burma,
Deadbeat,
Boz Scaggs,
Barbara Tucker,
The Happenings,
the Human League,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Black Bananas,
John Foxx,
Radiopuhelimet,
DJ Sneak,
Skarface,
The Trojans,
Monolake,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Fortunes,
Erasure,
Quando Quango,
Gastr Del Sol,
Slave,
New Age Steppers,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Janne Schatter,
Pet Shop Boys,
Davy DMX,
The Slits,
Funkadelic,
Porter Ricks,
Soft Machine,
The Fall,
New York Dolls,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
X-102,
Grey Daturas,
Japan,
Kaleidoscope,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Swans,
Interpol,
Deepchord,
Massinfluence,
Ultimate Spinach,
Flash Fearless,
Throbbing Gristle,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Seeds,
Fugazi,
MDC,
The Knickerbockers,
The Durutti Column,
E-Dancer,
Sonic Youth,
Sällskapet,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Wings, Wings, Wings, Wings.
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.