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 Iraq and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the güiro 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 Dennis Brown to the rock 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 Barracudas. All the underground hits.
All The Residents tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dennis Brown 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Moon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sound Behaviour,
Jacob Miller,
Junior Murvin,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Cramps,
Bad Manners,
Matthew Bourne,
The Black Dice,
Darondo,
Symarip,
Donny Hathaway,
Al Stewart,
Desert Stars,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Monochrome Set,
Joey Negro,
Amon Düül II,
Mad Mike,
Dave Gahan,
Intrusion,
Anakelly,
The Doors,
Radiopuhelimet,
Drexciya,
the Association,
The Birthday Party,
Nirvana,
Unrelated Segments,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
R.M.O.,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Minnie Riperton,
Rhythm & Sound,
Fear,
Wings,
Joe Smooth,
The Stooges,
Robert Wyatt,
The Raincoats,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Chris & Cosey,
Hardrive,
Outsiders,
Kas Product,
Talk Talk,
Cluster,
Suicide,
Lou Reed,
Tres Demented,
Fugazi,
Fela Kuti,
The Move,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Chrome,
Brass Construction,
KRS-One,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Moebius,
The Seeds,
The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds.
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.