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 Austria and from Columbus.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Joy Division 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 Joyce Sims. All the underground hits.
All The Motions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Man Eating Sloth 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Litter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare 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 Stooges,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Toni Rubio,
MC5,
Kayak,
Angry Samoans,
Bobby Byrd,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Standells,
Arcadia,
Thee Headcoats,
Gabor Szabo,
The Cure,
Joe Finger,
Easy Going,
Porter Ricks,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Rotary Connection,
Arthur Verocai,
Jesper Dahlback,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Reagan Youth,
Sandy B,
The Evens,
Ohio Players,
Alphaville,
The Walker Brothers,
Mars,
Y Pants,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Searchers,
KRS-One,
Erasure,
Todd Rundgren,
Crooked Eye,
Tom Boy,
Sun Ra,
The Seeds,
Robert Wyatt,
A Certain Ratio,
The Count Five,
The Smiths,
Ice-T,
The American Breed,
Hasil Adkins,
Throbbing Gristle,
Patti Smith,
Section 25,
T. Rex,
Eden Ahbez,
Lou Christie,
The Victims,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Velvet Underground,
The Red Krayola,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Pharoah Sanders,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Flesh Eaters,
Erykah Badu,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.