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 Somalia and from Glasgow.
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 Taipei and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 clarinet 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 Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Eli Mardock. All the underground hits.
All London Community Gospel Choir tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Spandau Ballet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Morten Harket,
Kurtis Blow,
Curtis Mayfield,
Massinfluence,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Cure,
Steve Hackett,
The Real Kids,
Davy DMX,
the Swans,
The American Breed,
Bauhaus,
Symarip,
Unrelated Segments,
The Saints,
Make Up,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Yusef Lateef,
Suicide,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Mandrill,
Lyres,
Archie Shepp,
Faust,
Dawn Penn,
Interpol,
Joe Smooth,
E-Dancer,
Marc Almond,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Gabor Szabo,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Searchers,
Eurythmics,
Darondo,
June Days,
The Misunderstood,
Nation of Ulysses,
Q65,
Alphaville,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Golliwogs,
The Raincoats,
David McCallum,
Pantaleimon,
The Fugs,
Accadde A,
Minnie Riperton,
Agent Orange,
Letta Mbulu,
Shuggie Otis,
Grandmaster Flash,
Nico,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Alarm Clocks,
Jerry's Kids,
Livin' Joy,
World's Most,
Echospace,
The Busters,
Graham Central Station,
The Standells,
the Slits,
Gang Green, Gang Green, Gang Green, Gang Green.
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.