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 Slovenia and from Seoul.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 Lou Reed 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 Infiniti to the rap 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 Monolake. All the underground hits.
All Steve Hackett tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bang on a Can All-Stars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cramps,
Alison Limerick,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Marine Girls,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Niagra,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
10cc,
Liliput,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Juan Atkins,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Knickerbockers,
Nik Kershaw,
The Real Kids,
Mission of Burma,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Moby Grape,
the Soft Cell,
Talk Talk,
Radiohead,
The Gun Club,
Fear,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Minor Threat,
David McCallum,
Ultimate Spinach,
48th St. Collective,
Q and Not U,
Gabor Szabo,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Soul II Soul,
The Human League,
Neil Young,
Robert Görl,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Supertramp,
The Associates,
Vainqueur,
KRS-One,
The Litter,
Aloha Tigers,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Black Pus,
Drexciya,
Kerri Chandler,
Pierre Henry,
Warren Ellis,
Nick Fraelich,
Marshall Jefferson,
Half Japanese,
Eddi Front,
Dorothy Ashby,
Crispy Ambulance,
Ten City,
Fluxion,
Audionom, Audionom, Audionom, Audionom.
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.