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 Mauritius and from Woodstock.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the 808 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 La Düsseldorf to the disco 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 Terror Squad Feat. Camron. All the underground hits.
All Flipper tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David McCallum record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Velvet Underground record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lee Hazlewood,
Eurythmics,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
the Normal,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Sonic Youth,
Lalann,
Crash Course in Science,
Groovy Waters,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Toasters,
Jawbox,
Alice Coltrane,
Maurizio,
Skaos,
Dual Sessions,
Mr. Review,
Los Fastidios,
Guru Guru,
OOIOO,
the Sonics,
Colin Newman,
Ten City,
Agent Orange,
Ohio Players,
Donald Byrd,
X-Ray Spex,
KRS-One,
Hardrive,
The Motions,
a-ha,
Camouflage,
Yusef Lateef,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Residents,
Depeche Mode,
cv313,
The Vogues,
Model 500,
The Slackers,
Television Personalities,
The Misunderstood,
Nik Kershaw,
Max Romeo,
Scott Walker,
Qualms,
Television,
Circle Jerks,
Pylon,
Shuggie Otis,
The Flesh Eaters,
Warren Ellis,
Don Cherry,
Roy Ayers,
The Black Dice,
Charles Mingus,
Youth Brigade,
Rufus Thomas,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Quantec,
The Gun Club,
Zapp,
Althea and Donna,
D'Angelo,
Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas.
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.