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 Malta and from Glasgow.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Lagos.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Matthew Bourne to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Sparks. All the underground hits.
All Lakeside tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Big Daddy Kane 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Big Daddy Kane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiopuhelimet,
Derrick Morgan,
Bobby Byrd,
Fatback Band,
Sixth Finger,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Rekid,
Johnny Osbourne,
Gastr Del Sol,
Connie Case,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Interpol,
the Soft Cell,
Peter and Kerry,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Echospace,
Shoche,
The Dirtbombs,
E-Dancer,
Stockholm Monsters,
Amazonics,
Funkadelic,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Erykah Badu,
The Raincoats,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Talk Talk,
Cheater Slicks,
DNA,
The Moleskins,
8 Eyed Spy,
Eric Copeland,
The Happenings,
Wally Richardson,
Cameo,
The Cramps,
The Tremeloes,
Neu!,
Scion,
The Skatalites,
Albert Ayler,
Accadde A,
the Germs,
The Smoke,
La Düsseldorf,
Arab on Radar,
Andrew Hill,
Chrome,
The Move,
Reagan Youth,
Agent Orange,
Althea and Donna,
Rufus Thomas,
Henry Cow,
Cybotron,
The Grass Roots,
Joey Negro,
Colin Newman,
Bang On A Can,
Cal Tjader,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Evens, The Evens, The Evens, The Evens.
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.