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 China and from Milan.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Houston.
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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Gichy Dan to the punk 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 Max Romeo. All the underground hits.
All Bob Dylan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arcadia 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a FM Einheit record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
D'Angelo,
Siglo XX,
Derrick May,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Alarm Clocks,
kango's stein massive,
Symarip,
Q and Not U,
The Motions,
Eric B and Rakim,
Magazine,
Bill Near,
Dark Day,
Barclay James Harvest,
Blake Baxter,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Sparks,
Ice-T,
Q65,
Peter & Gordon,
Colin Newman,
Agent Orange,
Parry Music,
the Fania All-Stars,
Robert Hood,
Todd Rundgren,
John Cale,
Drexciya,
Animal Collective,
Main Source,
Sound Behaviour,
Dave Gahan,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Evens,
The Fall,
Vladislav Delay,
The Stooges,
Cymande,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Essential Logic,
This Heat,
Deakin,
Lower 48,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Rapeman,
B.T. Express,
Livin' Joy,
Warren Ellis,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Standells,
Bluetip,
June Days,
Aaron Thompson,
Ken Boothe,
Nico,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Blackbyrds,
The Grass Roots,
Grauzone,
Pet Shop Boys,
FM Einheit,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds.
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.