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 Kosovo and from Mumbai.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 Lou Reed 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 Robert Hood to the funk 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 Rites of Spring. All the underground hits.
All Procol Harum tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Parry Music record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 marimba and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Vogues record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Accadde A,
Brothers Johnson,
Zapp,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Raincoats,
The J.B.'s,
Dorothy Ashby,
Throbbing Gristle,
Joyce Sims,
Soft Machine,
June Days,
The Red Krayola,
John Foxx,
This Heat,
the Human League,
The Beau Brummels,
Arab on Radar,
Alphaville,
Jesper Dahlback,
Underground Resistance,
Nick Fraelich,
It's A Beautiful Day,
T. Rex,
Gabor Szabo,
Brand Nubian,
Black Pus,
Ornette Coleman,
DJ Sneak,
Urselle,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Q65,
Chris & Cosey,
Lucky Dragons,
Moebius,
Jandek,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Stockholm Monsters,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Michelle Simonal,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Silicon Teens,
Brick,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Nirvana,
Von Mondo,
Todd Rundgren,
Black Flag,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Gories,
Eric Dolphy,
Sound Behaviour,
Absolute Body Control,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Durutti Column,
Lower 48,
Sister Nancy,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Schoolly D,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Erasure, Erasure, Erasure, Erasure.
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.