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 Guyana and from Woodstock.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Tremeloes to the grime 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 Japan. All the underground hits.
All The Victims tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dead C 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Saccharine Trust 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?
Johnny Osbourne,
Dennis Brown,
Procol Harum,
Matthew Halsall,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Big Daddy Kane,
Zero Boys,
Tropical Tobacco,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Cowsills,
Urselle,
Bush Tetras,
Darondo,
Rod Modell,
The Names,
Section 25,
The Victims,
Arthur Verocai,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Todd Terry,
Saccharine Trust,
Marc Almond,
Maleditus Sound,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
These Immortal Souls,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Vainqueur,
X-102,
Cybotron,
Rites of Spring,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Amazonics,
Barclay James Harvest,
Toni Rubio,
Animal Collective,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Supertramp,
Patti Smith,
Johnny Clarke,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Flash Fearless,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Nirvana,
Crash Course in Science,
Sixth Finger,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Chris Corsano,
Metal Thangz,
The Sonics,
T. Rex,
Boz Scaggs,
Von Mondo,
The Last Poets,
JFA,
Nick Fraelich,
Cymande,
Country Teasers,
Duran Duran,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
DJ Style,
Todd Rundgren,
10cc, 10cc, 10cc, 10cc.
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.