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 Moldova and from Delhi.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Gun Club to the grunge 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 Kerrie Biddell. All the underground hits.
All Lyres tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Offenders 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gong record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minutemen,
The American Breed,
Warren Ellis,
Soul II Soul,
Joe Smooth,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
A Certain Ratio,
Bizarre Inc.,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Audionom,
Shuggie Otis,
Metal Thangz,
Porter Ricks,
Sex Pistols,
Harpers Bizarre,
Aswad,
Parry Music,
Liliput,
Kerrie Biddell,
Brand Nubian,
Panda Bear,
Sällskapet,
Essential Logic,
Negative Approach,
Half Japanese,
Alphaville,
Skriet,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Index,
Lou Reed,
Electric Prunes,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Fela Kuti,
Chris Corsano,
Von Mondo,
Bobby Byrd,
The Fall,
Spandau Ballet,
Matthew Halsall,
Faraquet,
Sun Ra,
Drive Like Jehu,
Ponytail,
X-102,
the Normal,
Bluetip,
The Black Dice,
Mission of Burma,
the Swans,
Saccharine Trust,
The Red Krayola,
The Searchers,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Velvet Underground,
Livin' Joy,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Model 500,
U.S. Maple,
Monolake,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Graham Central Station,
London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir.
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.