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 Bulgaria and from Toronto.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 arpeggiator 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 Aural Exciters to the disco 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 Rhythim Is Rhythim. All the underground hits.
All Soft Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Index 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Mills record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bill Wells,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Seeds,
Sun Ra,
Jacob Miller,
Pussy Galore,
Chris Corsano,
The Electric Prunes,
Ice-T,
Minny Pops,
Depeche Mode,
Ornette Coleman,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Marc Almond,
Y Pants,
Black Pus,
The United States of America,
Model 500,
Josef K,
Ten City,
Tomorrow,
Loose Ends,
Freddie Wadling,
Jimmy McGriff,
Au Pairs,
Can,
The American Breed,
Country Teasers,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Arcadia,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Cal Tjader,
Eddi Front,
Livin' Joy,
Rotary Connection,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Marvin Gaye,
The Gladiators,
MC5,
Cheater Slicks,
Tres Demented,
Mr. Review,
Idris Muhammad,
The Modern Lovers,
The Sonics,
Average White Band,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Wire,
The Victims,
Lalann,
Althea and Donna,
Easy Going,
Khruangbin,
Gang Green,
Amon Düül,
The Young Rascals,
ABC,
Radiohead,
PIL,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.