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 Iran and from Lagos.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 The Fall to the rock 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 June Days. All the underground hits.
All Yazoo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every U.S. Maple record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yellowson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare 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 Dirtbombs,
Drive Like Jehu,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Zero Boys,
Grey Daturas,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Darondo,
EPMD,
This Heat,
Altered Images,
OOIOO,
Davy DMX,
Magma,
Patti Smith,
Brothers Johnson,
Albert Ayler,
the Human League,
The Grass Roots,
Slave,
Jerry's Kids,
The Slits,
Al Stewart,
Essential Logic,
Minor Threat,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Masters at Work,
Man Parrish,
Juan Atkins,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
La Düsseldorf,
Clear Light,
In Retrospect,
Magazine,
Eli Mardock,
The Skatalites,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Urselle,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Alarm Clocks,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Thee Headcoats,
Erykah Badu,
X-101,
The Blackbyrds,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Sonics,
Subhumans,
Severed Heads,
Eden Ahbez,
Marshall Jefferson,
Buzzcocks,
Wolf Eyes,
Robert Hood,
Barry Ungar,
Sonny Sharrock,
Erasure,
Sällskapet,
Sound Behaviour,
the Bar-Kays,
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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.