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 Albania and from Milan.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Inner City to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Soft Cell. All the underground hits.
All The Skatalites tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Reagan Youth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Con Funk Shun record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Half Japanese,
Babytalk,
Model 500,
Kool Moe Dee,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Vainqueur,
the Swans,
Lucky Dragons,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Groovy Waters,
Average White Band,
Jacques Brel,
Harry Pussy,
The Golliwogs,
Bluetip,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Associates,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
KRS-One,
The American Breed,
Throbbing Gristle,
Yusef Lateef,
Black Sheep,
Boogie Down Productions,
Soft Cell,
Guru Guru,
Lungfish,
Nas,
Unwound,
Brand Nubian,
FM Einheit,
Aural Exciters,
David McCallum,
Symarip,
Suburban Knight,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Alison Limerick,
Sister Nancy,
Prince Buster,
Soul II Soul,
Goldenarms,
CMW,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Flash Fearless,
Ice-T,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Barry Ungar,
The Moleskins,
Lebanon Hanover,
Rosa Yemen,
Blossom Toes,
Man Eating Sloth,
Soulsonic Force,
The Saints,
Terry Callier,
Wasted Youth,
The Knickerbockers,
The Monochrome Set,
Minutemen,
UT,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Ten City,
Sällskapet, Sällskapet, Sällskapet, Sällskapet.
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.