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 Maldives and from Taipei.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare 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 Loose Ends to the electroclash 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 Television Personalities. All the underground hits.
All Joensuu 1685 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wally Richardson 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Chocolate Watch Band 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?
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Tremeloes,
Make Up,
Ice-T,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ornette Coleman,
Monks,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Nick Fraelich,
Deepchord,
Scott Walker,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Jandek,
Jeru the Damaja,
Minny Pops,
Rosa Yemen,
Anakelly,
Bauhaus,
Q65,
Alton Ellis,
Donny Hathaway,
The Velvet Underground,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Erasure,
the Normal,
Television Personalities,
Warsaw,
Delon & Dalcan,
Barry Ungar,
Peter and Kerry,
Crime,
Sonic Youth,
Adolescents,
Sexual Harrassment,
Crispian St. Peters,
T. Rex,
Das Ding,
Amon Düül,
Yusef Lateef,
Zero Boys,
Essential Logic,
Severed Heads,
Mark Hollis,
U.S. Maple,
Crooked Eye,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Terry Callier,
Crash Course in Science,
Audionom,
The Walker Brothers,
Bill Near,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Soul Sonic Force,
Harpers Bizarre,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Juan Atkins,
The Moleskins,
Ludus,
Marcia Griffiths,
Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone.
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.