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 Israel and from Bremen.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Alton Ellis to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 the Slits. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Silicon Teens 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 mellotron and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Larry & the Blue Notes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wire,
Jawbox,
Delta 5,
Frankie Knuckles,
Blancmange,
Harpers Bizarre,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Monochrome Set,
Boogie Down Productions,
The J.B.'s,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Moss Icon,
Camberwell Now,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Pantaleimon,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
T.S.O.L.,
Q65,
Marine Girls,
Darondo,
The Grass Roots,
Soul Sonic Force,
T. Rex,
Accadde A,
Eden Ahbez,
Reagan Youth,
the Germs,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Sixth Finger,
DJ Style,
The Doors,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
One Last Wish,
The Sonics,
Kool Moe Dee,
Eric Copeland,
Flash Fearless,
The Smoke,
DNA,
New Order,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Brand Nubian,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Fluxion,
In Retrospect,
Crime,
The Doobie Brothers,
Tommy Roe,
The Dirtbombs,
Fear,
Electric Prunes,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Deakin,
Television Personalities,
Unwound,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Scientists,
The Victims,
Ronan, Ronan, Ronan, Ronan.
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.