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 Azerbaijan and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Columbus.
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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Chrome to the crunk 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 Be Bop Deluxe. All the underground hits.
All Gang Gang Dance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fall record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Make Up record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Excepter,
Panda Bear,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Grass Roots,
Sound Behaviour,
The Busters,
Suicide,
OOIOO,
CMW,
Roy Ayers,
Tears for Fears,
Minor Threat,
Don Cherry,
Motorama,
Ultimate Spinach,
Gang Gang Dance,
Quantec,
The Sound,
Matthew Halsall,
James White and The Blacks,
Yaz,
Masters at Work,
The Detroit Cobras,
Outsiders,
Los Fastidios,
Can,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Gang Green,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Todd Terry,
Chris Corsano,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Kenny Larkin,
Crispy Ambulance,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Adolescents,
X-101,
Quando Quango,
New Order,
Goldenarms,
Al Stewart,
Black Bananas,
Erykah Badu,
Maurizio,
Grauzone,
Jandek,
Josef K,
The Neon Judgement,
Moby Grape,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Blues Magoos,
F. McDonald,
Rapeman,
Index,
Schoolly D,
Joey Negro,
The Raincoats,
Sly & The Family Stone,
World's Most,
Fatback Band, Fatback Band, Fatback Band, Fatback Band.
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.