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 Liechtenstein and from Copenhagen.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Johannesburg.
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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Reuben Wilson to the disco 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 KRS-One. All the underground hits.
All Au Pairs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alice Coltrane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a James Chance & The Contortions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Schoolly D,
Das Ding,
Derrick Morgan,
The Knickerbockers,
Chris Corsano,
Ultravox,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
ABC,
Bush Tetras,
Shuggie Otis,
Adolescents,
FM Einheit,
Minor Threat,
Faust,
MC5,
The Electric Prunes,
June of 44,
The Wake,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Max Romeo,
The Fall,
John Holt,
Camouflage,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Echospace,
Masters at Work,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Divine Comedy,
The Fuzztones,
Minutemen,
Groovy Waters,
Wasted Youth,
Banda Bassotti,
This Heat,
The Shadows of Knight,
Marine Girls,
Iggy Pop,
Minnie Riperton,
ABBA,
Rotary Connection,
Amon Düül II,
Delon & Dalcan,
Alice Coltrane,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
David McCallum,
E-Dancer,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Sam Rivers,
The Young Rascals,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Gregory Isaacs,
Roy Ayers,
Deadbeat,
Lou Reed,
The Offenders,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Agent Orange,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Pussy Galore,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller.
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.