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 Saudi Arabia and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Bauhaus to the jazz 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 Leonard Cohen. All the underground hits.
All Rites of Spring tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cheater Slicks 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Techniques record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Dark Day,
Sun Ra,
Gichy Dan,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Whodini,
Technova,
Pet Shop Boys,
Parry Music,
Pylon,
UT,
Sonny Sharrock,
Fluxion,
DJ Style,
Grandmaster Flash,
Stereo Dub,
Frankie Knuckles,
Danielle Patucci,
Glambeats Corp.,
Pole,
The Cramps,
Little Man,
Isaac Hayes,
The Velvet Underground,
Organ,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Names,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Camouflage,
The Stooges,
Hardrive,
The Index,
Brothers Johnson,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Charles Mingus,
The Techniques,
Ronan,
Joy Division,
The Pretty Things,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Minor Threat,
Max Romeo,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lee Hazlewood,
Harmonia,
The Gories,
Popol Vuh,
The Monks,
Joensuu 1685,
Warsaw,
Panda Bear,
The Angels of Light,
Fugazi,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Slackers,
Scratch Acid,
Radiohead,
James White and The Blacks,
The Misunderstood, The Misunderstood, The Misunderstood, The Misunderstood.
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.