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 Maldives and from Seoul.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Unrelated Segments to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Davy DMX. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare 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 snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fort Wilson Riot record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Knickerbockers,
The Electric Prunes,
Deakin,
The Pretty Things,
Simply Red,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Shadows of Knight,
Crooked Eye,
T. Rex,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
This Heat,
The Skatalites,
The Grass Roots,
Mr. Review,
Grandmaster Flash,
Thee Headcoats,
Robert Görl,
Blancmange,
Television Personalities,
Scientists,
Faraquet,
The Real Kids,
The Seeds,
Franke,
Angry Samoans,
Don Cherry,
The Evens,
FM Einheit,
Drive Like Jehu,
Reagan Youth,
Sun City Girls,
Eli Mardock,
Nas,
Shoche,
Isaac Hayes,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Chrome,
Black Pus,
Arab on Radar,
Wolf Eyes,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Cowsills,
Second Layer,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Niagra,
New York Dolls,
Magazine,
Pharoah Sanders,
Gregory Isaacs,
Blake Baxter,
Black Bananas,
Boogie Down Productions,
Arthur Verocai,
The Detroit Cobras,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Eddi Front,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Wake,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
CMW,
Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins.
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.