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 Bhutan and from Stockholm.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Fad Gadget to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Crispy Ambulance. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Siouxsie and the Banshees 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 güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Interpol record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Birthday Party,
The Gap Band,
Laurel Aitken,
Babytalk,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Piero Umiliani,
The Searchers,
Moby Grape,
Soft Cell,
Scratch Acid,
La Düsseldorf,
Drexciya,
Kurtis Blow,
Stockholm Monsters,
DJ Style,
Boz Scaggs,
Funky Four + One,
Fela Kuti,
Terry Callier,
Cybotron,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Negative Approach,
Nas,
Tim Buckley,
Matthew Bourne,
Joensuu 1685,
In Retrospect,
Kenny Larkin,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
New York Dolls,
Delta 5,
Young Marble Giants,
The Associates,
Harmonia,
Minor Threat,
Tomorrow,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Idris Muhammad,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Patti Smith,
This Heat,
Gang Starr,
Kerri Chandler,
Easy Going,
Pantaleimon,
Mandrill,
The Trojans,
Von Mondo,
Bad Manners,
The Doobie Brothers,
Flipper,
Warren Ellis,
Alton Ellis,
Don Cherry,
Silicon Teens,
FM Einheit,
Jeff Mills,
Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke.
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.