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 Costa Rica and from Johannesburg.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon to the dance 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 Glenn Branca. All the underground hits.
All Adolescents tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Icehouse 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ralphi Rosario record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Normal,
Mandrill,
Lalann,
Jesper Dahlback,
Vainqueur,
Sex Pistols,
Urselle,
Maleditus Sound,
The Cramps,
Gang Gang Dance,
Arab on Radar,
Laurel Aitken,
The Index,
David McCallum,
Gichy Dan,
Hasil Adkins,
Bobby Byrd,
The Dave Clark Five,
Frankie Knuckles,
Matthew Bourne,
ABC,
Swans,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Gang Starr,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Nation of Ulysses,
Panda Bear,
Intrusion,
Marc Almond,
Anthony Braxton,
The Doors,
Kerrie Biddell,
Ralphi Rosario,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Offenders,
Tom Boy,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Young Marble Giants,
Flamin' Groovies,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Franke,
Jacob Miller,
Zapp,
Michelle Simonal,
Brass Construction,
The Knickerbockers,
Gang Green,
Bizarre Inc.,
MC5,
The Seeds,
Interpol,
Scion,
Danielle Patucci,
the Sonics,
the Swans,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Oneida,
The Vogues,
Organ,
Trumans Water,
Black Flag,
Toni Rubio,
Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson.
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.