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 St Lucia and from Paris.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Fire Engines to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Gastr Del Sol. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül II tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Simply Red 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 güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Traffic Nightmare record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yaz,
Eli Mardock,
The Motions,
Wasted Youth,
Los Fastidios,
The Techniques,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lee Hazlewood,
Letta Mbulu,
Supertramp,
The Skatalites,
These Immortal Souls,
T.S.O.L.,
Nico,
Make Up,
Magma,
Sixth Finger,
Grauzone,
Mission of Burma,
Skarface,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Crime,
10cc,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Porter Ricks,
The Walker Brothers,
Monolake,
Jacob Miller,
Infiniti,
Scott Walker,
The Tremeloes,
The Fugs,
Grandmaster Flash,
Agitation Free,
Sandy B,
Thee Headcoats,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Khruangbin,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Delta 5,
Tom Boy,
Derrick May,
Black Bananas,
The Blackbyrds,
The Associates,
Neil Young,
Pole,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Chris & Cosey,
Bob Dylan,
Mantronix,
The New Christs,
The Golliwogs,
The Fuzztones,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Livin' Joy,
CMW,
Echospace,
John Cale,
Sound Behaviour,
Joensuu 1685,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.