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 Paraguay and from Hong Kong.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 organ 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 Godley & Creme to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Seeds. All the underground hits.
All The Shadows of Knight tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pantaleimon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Goldenarms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flash Fearless,
Negative Approach,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Vogues,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Jeff Mills,
Unwound,
June of 44,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Lalann,
Radiopuhelimet,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Spoonie Gee,
Kayak,
the Sonics,
Fugazi,
Thompson Twins,
Idris Muhammad,
The Wake,
Zero Boys,
DJ Style,
Grauzone,
Crooked Eye,
The Alarm Clocks,
Mission of Burma,
Soul Sonic Force,
Albert Ayler,
Yusef Lateef,
Echospace,
Todd Rundgren,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Vladislav Delay,
Cecil Taylor,
Public Enemy,
Stereo Dub,
Dead Boys,
Faraquet,
Lakeside,
Sonny Sharrock,
Sexual Harrassment,
Hot Snakes,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Gong,
Suburban Knight,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Spandau Ballet,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Joy Division,
The Motions,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Michelle Simonal,
Ultimate Spinach,
Hardrive,
T. Rex,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Rapeman,
Mo-Dettes,
Girls At Our Best!,
Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock.
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.