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 Greece and from Philadelphia.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Von Mondo to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Bang On A Can. All the underground hits.
All The Invisible tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Jesus and Mary Chain record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Buckinghams,
Scrapy,
the Association,
Crime,
Whodini,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Youth Brigade,
Agitation Free,
Circle Jerks,
DJ Style,
The Grass Roots,
Colin Newman,
Main Source,
Tears for Fears,
Duran Duran,
Chris Corsano,
Albert Ayler,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Kurtis Blow,
Ultravox,
John Lydon,
Sonny Sharrock,
D'Angelo,
Alison Limerick,
Sarah Menescal,
Wire,
Ituana,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Brick,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Patti Smith,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Mummies,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Residents,
Warren Ellis,
Aaron Thompson,
Pylon,
Black Moon,
Rhythm & Sound,
Pulsallama,
Andrew Hill,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Second Layer,
Althea and Donna,
The Neon Judgement,
Ohio Players,
Public Image Ltd.,
Sparks,
Camberwell Now,
New York Dolls,
Jesper Dahlback,
Neu!,
Soulsonic Force,
Terrestrial Tones,
Soft Machine,
Davy DMX,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Mark Hollis,
Sam Rivers,
Rufus Thomas, Rufus Thomas, Rufus Thomas, Rufus Thomas.
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.