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 Bahrain and from Paris.
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 Seoul and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 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 Jesper Dahlbäck to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Funkadelic. All the underground hits.
All Slave tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Godley & Creme record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cecil Taylor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Icehouse,
The Neon Judgement,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Laurel Aitken,
Alphaville,
Colin Newman,
Soft Machine,
Don Cherry,
FM Einheit,
Organ,
Marvin Gaye,
X-102,
Arthur Verocai,
Marmalade,
Depeche Mode,
Derrick Morgan,
Pet Shop Boys,
Royal Trux,
The Evens,
The Seeds,
Mandrill,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Raincoats,
Delon & Dalcan,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Selecter,
Quantec,
Q65,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Throbbing Gristle,
Anakelly,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
the Germs,
Lee Hazlewood,
Mad Mike,
Pharoah Sanders,
Kurtis Blow,
Shoche,
Nick Fraelich,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Duran Duran,
Skaos,
The Red Krayola,
X-Ray Spex,
Radio Birdman,
Pulsallama,
The American Breed,
In Retrospect,
The Gap Band,
Moss Icon,
the Human League,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Minor Threat,
the Slits,
Magazine,
Harry Pussy,
kango's stein massive,
Trumans Water, Trumans Water, Trumans Water, Trumans Water.
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.