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 Fiji and from Accra.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 güiro 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 Pere Ubu 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 Marvin Gaye. All the underground hits.
All La Düsseldorf tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every These Immortal Souls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
kango's stein massive,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Excepter,
The Slits,
The Litter,
Frankie Knuckles,
Freddie Wadling,
Robert Görl,
Jacob Miller,
JFA,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Joensuu 1685,
Mission of Burma,
Bang On A Can,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Porter Ricks,
F. McDonald,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Kinks,
Radio Birdman,
The Angels of Light,
Vladislav Delay,
Curtis Mayfield,
Flipper,
Kurtis Blow,
Minny Pops,
LL Cool J,
Reuben Wilson,
Ohio Players,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Dawn Penn,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
E-Dancer,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Bronski Beat,
Ludus,
Blancmange,
Roy Ayers,
the Swans,
The Dirtbombs,
Khruangbin,
Henry Cow,
Yellowson,
Cheater Slicks,
Oneida,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Zero Boys,
The Black Dice,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Chrome,
Rakim,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Isaac Hayes,
Visage,
The Detroit Cobras,
Trumans Water,
Spandau Ballet,
Junior Murvin,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Durutti Column,
Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes.
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.