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 Grenada and from Manchester.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Half Japanese to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Soft Cell. All the underground hits.
All Warsaw tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Judy Mowatt record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Loose Ends record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum 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?
Idris Muhammad,
Gil Scott Heron,
Guru Guru,
Agitation Free,
New Age Steppers,
Janne Schatter,
Sarah Menescal,
MDC,
Gichy Dan,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
MC5,
Angry Samoans,
The Standells,
World's Most,
Sandy B,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Moss Icon,
The Misunderstood,
Girls At Our Best!,
Kerri Chandler,
Flash Fearless,
Matthew Bourne,
Crime,
Marc Almond,
Slick Rick,
Altered Images,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
X-Ray Spex,
Gerry Rafferty,
Bang On A Can,
Unrelated Segments,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Lou Reed,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Sixth Finger,
Sight & Sound,
The Black Dice,
8 Eyed Spy,
Organ,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Colin Newman,
Tubeway Army,
La Düsseldorf,
Magazine,
Trumans Water,
The Index,
Sexual Harrassment,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Toni Rubio,
Andrew Hill,
Morten Harket,
Rakim,
Davy DMX,
The Techniques,
Traffic Nightmare,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Susan Cadogan,
Jawbox,
Drive Like Jehu,
Flipper,
Hasil Adkins,
Visage, Visage, Visage, Visage.
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.