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 Guatemala and from Glasgow.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Man Parrish to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Scott Walker. All the underground hits.
All Panda Bear tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aaron Thompson 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DNA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Walker Brothers,
The Shadows of Knight,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Pretty Things,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Symarip,
Oneida,
The Gories,
Moss Icon,
Drexciya,
Leonard Cohen,
Buzzcocks,
Infiniti,
Depeche Mode,
10cc,
Robert Wyatt,
Scientists,
Saccharine Trust,
Stockholm Monsters,
DJ Sneak,
Arthur Verocai,
Flamin' Groovies,
Bronski Beat,
Babytalk,
Black Pus,
Inner City,
Marc Almond,
Half Japanese,
Marvin Gaye,
Circle Jerks,
Neil Young,
Lalann,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Radio Birdman,
Ice-T,
Ash Ra Tempel,
June Days,
Underground Resistance,
T. Rex,
Juan Atkins,
Public Image Ltd.,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Brand Nubian,
Silicon Teens,
Eric B and Rakim,
Unrelated Segments,
Dual Sessions,
Soft Machine,
U.S. Maple,
The Mummies,
The Electric Prunes,
Scratch Acid,
Kenny Larkin,
John Holt,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Metal Thangz,
Jeff Mills,
Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza.
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.