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 Colombia and from Tehran.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Philadelphia.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the theremin 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 Sister Nancy to the grime 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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam. All the underground hits.
All David McCallum tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 48th St. Collective record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mark Hollis,
MDC,
E-Dancer,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Graham Central Station,
Mr. Review,
Brand Nubian,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Saccharine Trust,
Man Parrish,
Babytalk,
Clear Light,
Bronski Beat,
Gang of Four,
World's Most,
Blake Baxter,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Q65,
D'Angelo,
Sonic Youth,
Scrapy,
the Bar-Kays,
The Young Rascals,
Zero Boys,
Alphaville,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Heaven 17,
Altered Images,
The Detroit Cobras,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Nico,
Black Moon,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Sisters of Mercy,
John Foxx,
Kevin Saunderson,
China Crisis,
The Walker Brothers,
Traffic Nightmare,
Black Pus,
Lebanon Hanover,
Derrick Morgan,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Peter & Gordon,
Groovy Waters,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
June Days,
Animal Collective,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Ituana,
Johnny Osbourne,
Skaos,
Nation of Ulysses,
Charles Mingus,
The Leaves,
the Sonics,
Sam Rivers,
The Skatalites,
Wire,
The Gories,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Boz Scaggs,
Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke.
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.