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 Malawi and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 Lyon and Tokyo.
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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Arab on Radar to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch. All the underground hits.
All The Doors tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chris & Cosey record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Echo & the Bunnymen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gories,
Au Pairs,
Animal Collective,
Hot Snakes,
Crash Course in Science,
Kas Product,
Infiniti,
Bad Manners,
The Barracudas,
Circle Jerks,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Nik Kershaw,
Tomorrow,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Alton Ellis,
The Evens,
Chrome,
Jacques Brel,
Bang On A Can,
Radiohead,
T. Rex,
Q65,
June Days,
Bobbi Humphrey,
DJ Style,
Delon & Dalcan,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Harry Pussy,
Chris & Cosey,
Public Image Ltd.,
Drexciya,
Easy Going,
Nas,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Massinfluence,
Junior Murvin,
Fad Gadget,
FM Einheit,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Archie Shepp,
Traffic Nightmare,
Ultra Naté,
Boredoms,
Howard Jones,
Crispian St. Peters,
Scott Walker,
The Toasters,
X-102,
Matthew Halsall,
Slick Rick,
James White and The Blacks,
Average White Band,
Negative Approach,
La Düsseldorf,
The Gap Band,
David Bowie,
Yazoo,
Colin Newman,
Clear Light,
Thee Headcoats,
Japan,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap.
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.