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 United States 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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Derrick May to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Laurel Aitken. All the underground hits.
All New Age Steppers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tomorrow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 harpsichord and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a This Heat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Cale,
Camberwell Now,
the Association,
The Remains,
The Misunderstood,
Aaron Thompson,
Amon Düül,
The Music Machine,
Circle Jerks,
The Fuzztones,
Buzzcocks,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Wally Richardson,
The Invisible,
the Normal,
Bronski Beat,
Ludus,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Sonics,
Faust,
Sound Behaviour,
The Index,
Leonard Cohen,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Real Kids,
Joe Smooth,
The Velvet Underground,
Janne Schatter,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Second Layer,
Bill Wells,
OOIOO,
Scion,
Half Japanese,
Thee Headcoats,
Stetsasonic,
Althea and Donna,
Eden Ahbez,
Sun Ra,
The Stooges,
The Alarm Clocks,
the Sonics,
Desert Stars,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Procol Harum,
Easy Going,
Kaleidoscope,
Metal Thangz,
Johnny Osbourne,
Morten Harket,
Nirvana,
Khruangbin,
Amon Düül II,
The Fall,
Massinfluence,
AZ,
Newcleus,
The Young Rascals,
8 Eyed Spy,
Reuben Wilson,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Tim Buckley,
Unwound,
Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish.
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.