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 Senegal and from Bremen.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Delta 5 to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Gang Starr. All the underground hits.
All Cabaret Voltaire tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swell Maps record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Suburban Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tropical Tobacco,
Gil Scott Heron,
Matthew Halsall,
The Fall,
Joe Finger,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Yaz,
The Victims,
The Golliwogs,
Black Sheep,
Cluster,
Glenn Branca,
Soulsonic Force,
Sam Rivers,
Warsaw,
Anakelly,
Suicide,
Guru Guru,
kango's stein massive,
Magazine,
The Toasters,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Symarip,
Oblivians,
Gang Gang Dance,
Scientists,
Althea and Donna,
X-102,
the Human League,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Fuzztones,
Adolescents,
Jimmy McGriff,
Unwound,
Sparks,
The Mighty Diamonds,
the Fania All-Stars,
Easy Going,
Surgeon,
Vainqueur,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Neon Judgement,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Pop Group,
Public Enemy,
The Kinks,
Aloha Tigers,
cv313,
Yusef Lateef,
Scan 7,
H. Thieme,
Jeff Mills,
K-Klass,
Warren Ellis,
Popol Vuh,
Delon & Dalcan,
Stiv Bators,
Animal Collective,
Tubeway Army,
The American Breed,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.