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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Copenhagen.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the oboe 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 Agitation Free to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Dorothy Ashby. All the underground hits.
All The Names tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lonnie Liston Smith 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 '60s 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 Chris & Cosey record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lakeside,
Ludus,
Godley & Creme,
Sam Rivers,
Monks,
Cal Tjader,
Grey Daturas,
Bill Near,
A Certain Ratio,
Malaria!,
Suicide,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Theoretical Girls,
Urselle,
Barrington Levy,
Dark Day,
Lungfish,
Maleditus Sound,
Darondo,
L. Decosne,
D'Angelo,
Alton Ellis,
Eden Ahbez,
Max Romeo,
The Seeds,
Spandau Ballet,
The Moody Blues,
Curtis Mayfield,
Swans,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Nick Fraelich,
This Heat,
Junior Murvin,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sex Pistols,
Adolescents,
Scan 7,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Erykah Badu,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Section 25,
Pantaleimon,
cv313,
Iggy Pop,
Blancmange,
Agent Orange,
China Crisis,
Warren Ellis,
Lou Reed,
June Days,
a-ha,
Pole,
Television Personalities,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Rites of Spring,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band.
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.