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 Solomon Islands and from Mumbai.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Motorama to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Wasted Youth. All the underground hits.
All Con Funk Shun tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fire Engines,
Easy Going,
Amon Düül,
Spoonie Gee,
Skarface,
The Red Krayola,
Derrick Morgan,
Malaria!,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Vogues,
Depeche Mode,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Carl Craig,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Happenings,
Scrapy,
June of 44,
Connie Case,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Underground Resistance,
Henry Cow,
the Germs,
Ohio Players,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Susan Cadogan,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Steve Hackett,
The Neon Judgement,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Das Ding,
the Association,
The Standells,
Warren Ellis,
Delon & Dalcan,
DNA,
The Buckinghams,
Franke,
the Sonics,
Alice Coltrane,
ABC,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Gang Starr,
Basic Channel,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Chrome,
Man Eating Sloth,
Skaos,
Accadde A,
Popol Vuh,
Radiopuhelimet,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Lucky Dragons,
10cc,
Television Personalities,
Grauzone,
The Mojo Men,
Second Layer,
June Days,
Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills.
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.