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 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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Winnipeg.
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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Chrome 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 Niagra. All the underground hits.
All The Chocolate Watch Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Mills record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 a synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warsaw record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Public Image Ltd.,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
the Swans,
Matthew Halsall,
Minnie Riperton,
Laurel Aitken,
Flamin' Groovies,
Jesper Dahlback,
Lou Christie,
KRS-One,
Kool Moe Dee,
Rites of Spring,
Goldenarms,
Ponytail,
DJ Style,
Bill Wells,
Wolf Eyes,
Visage,
Sound Behaviour,
Zero Boys,
The Young Rascals,
Mantronix,
Yusef Lateef,
The Dave Clark Five,
Joyce Sims,
Banda Bassotti,
Hashim,
Crash Course in Science,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Byron Stingily,
Alison Limerick,
The Index,
Peter and Kerry,
Lucky Dragons,
The Grass Roots,
Boredoms,
Bauhaus,
Yazoo,
Robert Hood,
Monolake,
Dorothy Ashby,
Man Eating Sloth,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Easy Going,
The Busters,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Ultimate Spinach,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Soul Sonic Force,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Heaven 17,
David Bowie,
Crooked Eye,
Fela Kuti,
a-ha,
The Misunderstood,
Camberwell Now,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Black Dice, The Black Dice, The Black Dice, The Black Dice.
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.