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 Slovakia and from Manchester.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the theremin 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 Kerri Chandler to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Harry Pussy. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DeepChord presents Echospace record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Associates record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sarah Menescal,
Darondo,
Crime,
Lower 48,
Scratch Acid,
Soul Sonic Force,
Soulsonic Force,
T. Rex,
Agitation Free,
Thee Headcoats,
Eve St. Jones,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Stooges,
Dave Gahan,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Birthday Party,
The Dave Clark Five,
Sonny Sharrock,
Animal Collective,
Crooked Eye,
The Invisible,
Maleditus Sound,
Ohio Players,
Los Fastidios,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sonic Youth,
Pharoah Sanders,
Ossler,
The Count Five,
Rakim,
Hashim,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Duran Duran,
X-101,
James Chance & The Contortions,
ABC,
Freddie Wadling,
Excepter,
Tom Boy,
Rufus Thomas,
Sun City Girls,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
K-Klass,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Fear,
Scan 7,
Aswad,
Black Sheep,
New York Dolls,
The Sound,
Model 500,
The Beau Brummels,
Pole,
The Alarm Clocks,
Marmalade,
T.S.O.L.,
Quadrant,
Roxette,
Todd Rundgren,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Peter and Kerry,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs.
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.