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 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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
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 Duran Duran to the dance 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 Oblivians. All the underground hits.
All The Fortunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Victims 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dirtbombs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kas Product,
Bobby Sherman,
The Stooges,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Index,
Iggy Pop,
Thompson Twins,
Camouflage,
Arab on Radar,
The Birthday Party,
Kool Moe Dee,
Jerry's Kids,
Matthew Bourne,
The Move,
Moebius,
the Germs,
Alphaville,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Jawbox,
Sun Ra,
The Gap Band,
Kaleidoscope,
Jimmy McGriff,
Don Cherry,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Black Flag,
Cybotron,
Brand Nubian,
UT,
Tommy Roe,
Derrick May,
Jandek,
Country Teasers,
Henry Cow,
This Heat,
Drive Like Jehu,
Man Eating Sloth,
Trumans Water,
Pulsallama,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Average White Band,
James White and The Blacks,
Flash Fearless,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Franke,
Reuben Wilson,
Eurythmics,
Q65,
E-Dancer,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Barrington Levy,
Ultra Naté,
The Black Dice,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Fugs,
Lyres,
Anthony Braxton,
Crash Course in Science,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch.
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.