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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Edmonton.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Quantec to the dance 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 Ultimate Spinach. All the underground hits.
All Rites of Spring tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every E-Dancer 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cramps record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Metal Thangz,
The Associates,
The Victims,
8 Eyed Spy,
Tommy Roe,
Q65,
Desert Stars,
Porter Ricks,
Whodini,
Marshall Jefferson,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Stockholm Monsters,
Deepchord,
Ohio Players,
Soulsonic Force,
The Last Poets,
Crispy Ambulance,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Delta 5,
The Pop Group,
Thompson Twins,
Hardrive,
Soul Sonic Force,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Pagans,
Curtis Mayfield,
L. Decosne,
Drexciya,
Sonny Sharrock,
the Germs,
David McCallum,
Henry Cow,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Pretty Things,
The Doobie Brothers,
X-101,
Alice Coltrane,
Marine Girls,
FM Einheit,
Black Flag,
Brothers Johnson,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Flamin' Groovies,
Rod Modell,
Flash Fearless,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Leaves,
The Zeros,
The Stooges,
The Gap Band,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Pet Shop Boys,
Dennis Brown,
Zapp,
Gil Scott Heron,
Severed Heads,
Q and Not U,
Kas Product,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Bootsy Collins,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes.
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.