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 Armenia and from Johannesburg.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 mellotron 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 Judy Mowatt to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Pussy Galore. All the underground hits.
All Vainqueur tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amon Düül record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 spring reverb and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boredoms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David McCallum,
Joe Smooth,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Scientists,
Loose Ends,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Eric B and Rakim,
Colin Newman,
Au Pairs,
Saccharine Trust,
The Wake,
The Birthday Party,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Spandau Ballet,
The Smiths,
Thee Headcoats,
Camouflage,
Chris Corsano,
Brass Construction,
The Seeds,
Supertramp,
Lou Christie,
Barclay James Harvest,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Magma,
Absolute Body Control,
Amon Düül II,
Camberwell Now,
Khruangbin,
Stockholm Monsters,
Lalo Schifrin,
Boz Scaggs,
Mo-Dettes,
Jacob Miller,
JFA,
Lou Reed,
Bizarre Inc.,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Blake Baxter,
Aural Exciters,
Pantytec,
Public Enemy,
The Zeros,
the Germs,
The Gories,
Shoche,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Soulsonic Force,
Silicon Teens,
ABC,
OOIOO,
Audionom,
Sight & Sound,
Excepter,
Anakelly,
Crispian St. Peters,
Los Fastidios,
Johnny Osbourne,
Boogie Down Productions,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Connie Case,
The Count Five, The Count Five, The Count Five, The Count Five.
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.