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 Portugal and from Bologna.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Mexico City.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Smoke to the electroclash 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 Sound Behaviour. All the underground hits.
All Khruangbin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Names record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tomorrow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tommy Roe,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Delta 5,
Tim Buckley,
Tres Demented,
Bizarre Inc.,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Q65,
Be Bop Deluxe,
John Coltrane,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Au Pairs,
The Evens,
Camouflage,
Monks,
Excepter,
Idris Muhammad,
Lower 48,
Bobby Womack,
Con Funk Shun,
Eric Copeland,
Quadrant,
Interpol,
Minor Threat,
Rakim,
This Heat,
Alison Limerick,
Gabor Szabo,
EPMD,
JFA,
The Blackbyrds,
Procol Harum,
June of 44,
Sexual Harrassment,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Walker Brothers,
The Detroit Cobras,
PIL,
Motorama,
Traffic Nightmare,
Tropical Tobacco,
Minny Pops,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Sarah Menescal,
Warsaw,
Essential Logic,
The Stooges,
Swans,
The Five Americans,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Victims,
Darondo,
Harpers Bizarre,
Absolute Body Control,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Kerri Chandler,
The Sound,
Gregory Isaacs,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.