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 Montenegro and from Sao Paulo.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 spring reverb 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 Von Mondo to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 UT. All the underground hits.
All the Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Franke record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 a 808 and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Youth Brigade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Victims,
The Cure,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Offenders,
New Order,
Interpol,
Kerri Chandler,
Dave Gahan,
Y Pants,
the Human League,
Echospace,
Scion,
These Immortal Souls,
Neu!,
Charles Mingus,
Steve Hackett,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
LL Cool J,
Wire,
Deepchord,
Skaos,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The American Breed,
Donny Hathaway,
Moby Grape,
Black Moon,
Pagans,
The Leaves,
Ralphi Rosario,
John Lydon,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Erykah Badu,
Marc Almond,
The Alarm Clocks,
Oneida,
Scratch Acid,
Robert Görl,
The Residents,
Marine Girls,
Gregory Isaacs,
Howard Jones,
Shuggie Otis,
Byron Stingily,
Dorothy Ashby,
Cal Tjader,
Bill Wells,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Gang Gang Dance,
Cecil Taylor,
JFA,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Motions,
Kurtis Blow,
Laurel Aitken,
UT,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
MC5,
Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone.
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.