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 Lebanon and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the güiro 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 Unwound to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Glenn Branca. All the underground hits.
All Urselle tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Johnny Clarke record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul II Soul record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Swell Maps,
Vladislav Delay,
The Gories,
Kaleidoscope,
Bronski Beat,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Avey Tare,
Pantaleimon,
Black Bananas,
Grauzone,
Warsaw,
Drexciya,
Silicon Teens,
Q and Not U,
Roy Ayers,
Bobby Womack,
Rufus Thomas,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Andrew Hill,
Cluster,
The Blues Magoos,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Divine Comedy,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Duran Duran,
Royal Trux,
Sun City Girls,
Gil Scott Heron,
Black Sheep,
Groovy Waters,
The Stooges,
Lakeside,
K-Klass,
Skriet,
Slave,
Shoche,
Joe Finger,
The Slackers,
Brick,
Drive Like Jehu,
Marc Almond,
Guru Guru,
Tres Demented,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Albert Ayler,
Mandrill,
Barbara Tucker,
Hot Snakes,
The Smiths,
The Standells,
Susan Cadogan,
ABBA,
Technova,
The Beau Brummels,
Crooked Eye,
E-Dancer,
Popol Vuh,
Cybotron,
Symarip,
The Neon Judgement,
Robert Görl, Robert Görl, Robert Görl, Robert Görl.
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.