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 Monaco 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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Doobie Brothers to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Fad Gadget. All the underground hits.
All Black Moon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ronan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 chamberlin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dirtbombs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Slits,
Rotary Connection,
CMW,
Royal Trux,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Fall,
Au Pairs,
The Sonics,
Rod Modell,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Jawbox,
Lou Christie,
E-Dancer,
Moby Grape,
Livin' Joy,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Zeros,
Scott Walker,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Yaz,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Los Fastidios,
Flamin' Groovies,
OOIOO,
The Birthday Party,
Sugar Minott,
PIL,
Zero Boys,
Radiopuhelimet,
Aloha Tigers,
The Saints,
Oblivians,
Tom Boy,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Camouflage,
The Trojans,
Suicide,
Boogie Down Productions,
Arthur Verocai,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Buckinghams,
Charles Mingus,
Sound Behaviour,
Bronski Beat,
Sandy B,
Gang Green,
Icehouse,
Althea and Donna,
The Sound,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Altered Images,
The American Breed,
The Moody Blues,
Unrelated Segments,
Drexciya,
Motorama,
Harmonia,
FM Einheit,
Essential Logic,
Half Japanese,
The Vogues,
Peter and Kerry,
Colin Newman, Colin Newman, Colin Newman, Colin Newman.
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.