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 Jamaica and from Bologna.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Juan Atkins to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Roy Ayers Ubiquity. All the underground hits.
All Unrelated Segments tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every B.T. Express 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jimmy McGriff record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Groovy Waters,
Second Layer,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Amon Düül,
T.S.O.L.,
Maleditus Sound,
The Cure,
Letta Mbulu,
Kurtis Blow,
Hoover,
Lungfish,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
David Bowie,
Freddie Wadling,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
UT,
Jeff Mills,
Juan Atkins,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Buckinghams,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Alarm Clocks,
Kayak,
The Moleskins,
Simply Red,
Make Up,
Robert Wyatt,
Dennis Brown,
a-ha,
Skriet,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Neon Judgement,
Fear,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Rufus Thomas,
Clear Light,
The Black Dice,
Matthew Halsall,
The Gladiators,
Brass Construction,
Skarface,
Sound Behaviour,
Silicon Teens,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Deadbeat,
Charles Mingus,
The Trojans,
The Golliwogs,
Lalann,
Model 500,
Pharoah Sanders,
Johnny Clarke,
MDC,
Can,
48th St. Collective,
Nils Olav,
Rekid,
The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party.
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.