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 Slovakia and from Lille.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Skaos to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Juan Atkins. All the underground hits.
All Judy Mowatt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fugazi record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gong record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Khruangbin,
Warren Ellis,
Visage,
Crime,
48th St. Collective,
Animal Collective,
Deadbeat,
Big Daddy Kane,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Country Teasers,
Josef K,
Amon Düül II,
Flamin' Groovies,
Popol Vuh,
Jesper Dahlback,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Pulsallama,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Durutti Column,
La Düsseldorf,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Donald Byrd,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Dorothy Ashby,
Bill Near,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Bobby Byrd,
ABBA,
the Association,
A Certain Ratio,
Skarface,
Kenny Larkin,
Warsaw,
Sound Behaviour,
The Raincoats,
Oblivians,
Von Mondo,
The Evens,
Darondo,
Pole,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Nico,
Alphaville,
Hasil Adkins,
Echospace,
The Names,
John Lydon,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Easy Going,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Cymande,
The Standells,
Harry Pussy,
Traffic Nightmare,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Faust,
U.S. Maple,
Tres Demented,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago.
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.