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 Macedonia and from Philadelphia.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Mark Hollis to the grime 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 Interpol. All the underground hits.
All Dead Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jesper Dahlbäck record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aaron Thompson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Monochrome Set,
Black Sheep,
Oneida,
The Wake,
Thompson Twins,
Amon Düül,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Shoche,
Nico,
Traffic Nightmare,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Andrew Hill,
Spoonie Gee,
Zapp,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Remains,
Kerrie Biddell,
Bobby Sherman,
Sound Behaviour,
The Five Americans,
The Slackers,
Toni Rubio,
Ossler,
Supertramp,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Alphaville,
Agitation Free,
Rakim,
The Slits,
Black Flag,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Suicide,
Dorothy Ashby,
Ponytail,
the Slits,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Minor Threat,
Al Stewart,
Gabor Szabo,
Jerry's Kids,
Blake Baxter,
The Victims,
Anthony Braxton,
Lyres,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Metal Thangz,
Wire,
The Mummies,
Mars,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Todd Rundgren,
Fugazi,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Busters,
Don Cherry,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs.
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.