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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from New York.
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 Bologna and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 808 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 Brass Construction to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Pole. All the underground hits.
All Iggy Pop tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every PIL 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric Dolphy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Piero Umiliani,
The Evens,
Procol Harum,
10cc,
John Coltrane,
Gregory Isaacs,
Pharoah Sanders,
Donald Byrd,
Curtis Mayfield,
DNA,
the Normal,
Amazonics,
Boz Scaggs,
Soul II Soul,
The Cure,
Andrew Hill,
Howard Jones,
The Cowsills,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Boogie Down Productions,
Bush Tetras,
The Doors,
X-Ray Spex,
Clear Light,
Parry Music,
Ultra Naté,
Peter and Kerry,
Oneida,
The Buckinghams,
John Foxx,
Radiohead,
Graham Central Station,
The Monochrome Set,
Bad Manners,
Sonny Sharrock,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Kaleidoscope,
Brass Construction,
DJ Style,
The Fall,
The Techniques,
Banda Bassotti,
Erykah Badu,
Warren Ellis,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Flash Fearless,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Joy Division,
Groovy Waters,
Excepter,
Rakim,
Soft Cell,
Lindisfarne,
Barry Ungar,
Talk Talk,
Quadrant,
Neil Young,
Wire, Wire, Wire, Wire.
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.