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 Mexico and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 Spokane and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Chris & Cosey to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Deakin. All the underground hits.
All Mark Hollis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Associates 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aswad record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiohead,
Supertramp,
The Star Department,
Rhythm & Sound,
Marmalade,
Nico,
Robert Wyatt,
Todd Rundgren,
Max Romeo,
Television Personalities,
Q65,
Kerrie Biddell,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Tim Buckley,
Trumans Water,
Yazoo,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
CMW,
Chris & Cosey,
Eden Ahbez,
Can,
The Neon Judgement,
Amon Düül II,
The Moleskins,
Von Mondo,
Saccharine Trust,
Blancmange,
Brothers Johnson,
Pagans,
Harpers Bizarre,
Derrick May,
Yellowson,
Jesper Dahlback,
Adolescents,
Joe Smooth,
Mr. Review,
MC5,
U.S. Maple,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Little Man,
Chris Corsano,
DJ Style,
Johnny Clarke,
The Walker Brothers,
Fugazi,
The Skatalites,
Nirvana,
Jeff Mills,
Pierre Henry,
Liliput,
Quantec,
Animal Collective,
Ludus,
Josef K,
Bad Manners,
Ornette Coleman,
Alice Coltrane,
Black Moon,
Sex Pistols,
In Retrospect,
Sunsets and Hearts,
E-Dancer,
Gang Starr, Gang Starr, Gang Starr, Gang Starr.
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.