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 Croatia and from Cairo.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 oboe 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 The Buckinghams to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Skaos. All the underground hits.
All Agitation Free tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nick Fraelich record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q65 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Michelle Simonal,
Black Flag,
Mr. Review,
Prince Buster,
Girls At Our Best!,
Joy Division,
Albert Ayler,
Deadbeat,
The Electric Prunes,
Ronnie Foster,
The Monochrome Set,
The Fall,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Angels of Light,
Peter and Kerry,
Parry Music,
Public Enemy,
Jandek,
Visage,
Heaven 17,
Junior Murvin,
Chrome,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Nik Kershaw,
Yusef Lateef,
Banda Bassotti,
Section 25,
Bauhaus,
Cybotron,
Magma,
Anakelly,
X-Ray Spex,
Pantaleimon,
Can,
Wasted Youth,
Soul II Soul,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Angry Samoans,
Soulsonic Force,
Flamin' Groovies,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Scott Walker,
The Fire Engines,
Warren Ellis,
Essential Logic,
Marcia Griffiths,
Todd Rundgren,
Porter Ricks,
Circle Jerks,
The Slits,
ABBA,
cv313,
Blancmange,
Roxy Music,
Absolute Body Control,
Talk Talk,
Radio Birdman,
Peter & Gordon,
Nirvana,
Todd Terry,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne.
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.