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 Tonga and from Manila.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Interpol to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Warren Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Shuggie Otis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Bar-Kays record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sight & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brothers Johnson,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Junior Murvin,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Funky Four + One,
Tomorrow,
Mission of Burma,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Jimmy McGriff,
Khruangbin,
Kevin Saunderson,
Clear Light,
Barry Ungar,
Danielle Patucci,
Erasure,
Basic Channel,
Panda Bear,
Metal Thangz,
Main Source,
Eric Dolphy,
Tears for Fears,
The Moody Blues,
Ronan,
Flash Fearless,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Gories,
Section 25,
James White and The Blacks,
Ultravox,
Hashim,
Zapp,
Lower 48,
Janne Schatter,
E-Dancer,
Joyce Sims,
Anakelly,
Hardrive,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Dual Sessions,
Ornette Coleman,
Shuggie Otis,
Bill Wells,
Blossom Toes,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Slits,
Lungfish,
The United States of America,
Flipper,
Blancmange,
Wire,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Alice Coltrane,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Ice-T,
The Move,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Arcadia,
The J.B.'s,
Fat Boys,
Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic.
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.