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 Belgium and from Houston.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the theremin 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 Kings Of Tomorrow 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 the Sonics. All the underground hits.
All Rekid tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every EPMD 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Shoche 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?
Matthew Halsall,
Harry Pussy,
China Crisis,
Minnie Riperton,
The Happenings,
Newcleus,
Black Bananas,
Royal Trux,
Stetsasonic,
Iggy Pop,
Index,
Toni Rubio,
Cecil Taylor,
Saccharine Trust,
Drexciya,
The Electric Prunes,
The Gun Club,
The United States of America,
Dead Boys,
Ultravox,
The Pop Group,
Aloha Tigers,
the Germs,
Talk Talk,
Maurizio,
EPMD,
Nick Fraelich,
Nas,
Lindisfarne,
Neu!,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Raincoats,
Niagra,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
T.S.O.L.,
UT,
Pylon,
Basic Channel,
The Angels of Light,
MDC,
The Tremeloes,
Hasil Adkins,
Rosa Yemen,
Banda Bassotti,
Essential Logic,
Alice Coltrane,
Barbara Tucker,
Faust,
The Invisible,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bluetip,
Marvin Gaye,
The Count Five,
The Shadows of Knight,
Make Up,
Main Source,
Donald Byrd,
JFA,
Moebius,
Nik Kershaw,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Thee Headcoats,
Cluster, Cluster, Cluster, Cluster.
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.