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 Tuvalu and from Woodstock.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the organ 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 Walker Brothers to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Easy Going. All the underground hits.
All Panda Bear tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Duran Duran record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a China Crisis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra,
Marc Almond,
Subhumans,
The Fall,
U.S. Maple,
cv313,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Eddi Front,
Scion,
Nirvana,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bang On A Can,
Pagans,
Maurizio,
Sam Rivers,
Brick,
Soul Sonic Force,
CMW,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Iggy Pop,
Lalann,
New Order,
The Blues Magoos,
Kerri Chandler,
Boredoms,
Jerry's Kids,
Monolake,
Tres Demented,
Excepter,
10cc,
Bobby Byrd,
E-Dancer,
The Neon Judgement,
Franke,
the Association,
Anakelly,
Big Daddy Kane,
Leonard Cohen,
Howard Jones,
Soul II Soul,
Vladislav Delay,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Henry Cow,
Marcia Griffiths,
Skriet,
Yusef Lateef,
L. Decosne,
Johnny Clarke,
Connie Case,
Scientists,
Chrome,
The Residents,
Funkadelic,
The Fugs,
James White and The Blacks,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Fuzztones,
Gang Gang Dance,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience.
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.