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 Burundi and from New York.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Copenhagen.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 John Foxx to the rap 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 Audionom. All the underground hits.
All Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minny Pops record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Al Stewart record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Kevin Saunderson,
Joy Division,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Thee Headcoats,
Lakeside,
Sam Rivers,
Skarface,
Chris & Cosey,
Ralphi Rosario,
Todd Rundgren,
Girls At Our Best!,
Average White Band,
Deakin,
Ken Boothe,
Index,
The Cowsills,
Grey Daturas,
Brick,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Chris Corsano,
Erykah Badu,
Von Mondo,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Leonard Cohen,
Supertramp,
Intrusion,
Agitation Free,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Fear,
Lungfish,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Public Image Ltd.,
Ten City,
FM Einheit,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Boogie Down Productions,
UT,
The Busters,
Ludus,
The Mummies,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Drexciya,
Boz Scaggs,
Lalann,
Excepter,
Donny Hathaway,
Bob Dylan,
Pere Ubu,
Liliput,
Rotary Connection,
Agent Orange,
Oblivians,
Ohio Players,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Lou Reed,
The Selecter,
Rosa Yemen,
John Foxx,
Warsaw, Warsaw, Warsaw, Warsaw.
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.