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 Mali and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the oboe 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 Babytalk to the electroclash 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 Howard Jones. All the underground hits.
All Dennis Brown tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Move record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terry Callier 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?
F. McDonald,
Swell Maps,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Mary Jane Girls,
Reagan Youth,
LL Cool J,
Lou Christie,
E-Dancer,
Flipper,
Ken Boothe,
The Dirtbombs,
The Skatalites,
Moebius,
Minor Threat,
Robert Hood,
Peter & Gordon,
Big Daddy Kane,
Black Flag,
Goldenarms,
Quando Quango,
Das Ding,
Stiv Bators,
Loose Ends,
Anthony Braxton,
Hasil Adkins,
Saccharine Trust,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Radiohead,
Crooked Eye,
Crispy Ambulance,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Nas,
Morten Harket,
Scratch Acid,
The Trojans,
The Techniques,
Basic Channel,
Johnny Osbourne,
the Normal,
Niagra,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Todd Rundgren,
Roger Hodgson,
Anakelly,
Bill Wells,
The Blackbyrds,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Radiopuhelimet,
The Cure,
Blancmange,
Maleditus Sound,
The Zeros,
Ludus,
Bang On A Can,
Chris Corsano,
Skaos,
Warren Ellis,
The American Breed, The American Breed, The American Breed, The American Breed.
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.