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 Kyrgyzstan and from Stockholm.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Soul Sonic Force to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Flash Fearless. All the underground hits.
All Bill Near tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DJ Style record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker + Sunn O))) record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Symarip,
Jacob Miller,
Jawbox,
Gichy Dan,
Easy Going,
The Stooges,
Mo-Dettes,
Hashim,
Black Bananas,
Derrick Morgan,
Crooked Eye,
Bauhaus,
Panda Bear,
DJ Style,
Man Parrish,
Underground Resistance,
Pantytec,
The Invisible,
Q65,
Sun Ra,
Frankie Knuckles,
U.S. Maple,
Soft Machine,
Marine Girls,
Sonic Youth,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Monolake,
The Victims,
Black Moon,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Sisters of Mercy,
DJ Sneak,
The Standells,
Bobby Byrd,
UT,
MDC,
The Beau Brummels,
Janne Schatter,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Shuggie Otis,
Moebius,
Erykah Badu,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
H. Thieme,
Marc Almond,
Darondo,
China Crisis,
Anakelly,
Ultravox,
Interpol,
cv313,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Spandau Ballet,
Soft Cell,
The Durutti Column,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Wake,
Marshall Jefferson,
Alton Ellis,
The Doors, The Doors, The Doors, The Doors.
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.