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 Norway and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the guitar 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 Gil Scott Heron to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Organ. All the underground hits.
All Pylon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Walker Brothers 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a June of 44 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Funky Four + One,
Audionom,
T. Rex,
The Remains,
Chris & Cosey,
Newcleus,
Rosa Yemen,
Neil Young,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Mark Hollis,
Kayak,
Dave Gahan,
Davy DMX,
Spandau Ballet,
Young Marble Giants,
Silicon Teens,
Delon & Dalcan,
Dorothy Ashby,
Pagans,
Vainqueur,
Yazoo,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Boogie Down Productions,
Zero Boys,
Anakelly,
the Bar-Kays,
Lalann,
Nick Fraelich,
The Gun Club,
X-Ray Spex,
Rufus Thomas,
Gastr Del Sol,
Blossom Toes,
The Last Poets,
Lou Christie,
The Busters,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Carl Craig,
Throbbing Gristle,
Stiv Bators,
Junior Murvin,
Average White Band,
Jesper Dahlback,
Pet Shop Boys,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Drexciya,
Marcia Griffiths,
Easy Going,
New Order,
Lower 48,
Barbara Tucker,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Agent Orange,
Public Image Ltd.,
Moebius,
The Kinks,
The Monochrome Set,
Procol Harum, Procol Harum, Procol Harum, Procol Harum.
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.