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 Thailand and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Bootsy's Rubber Band to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch. All the underground hits.
All Ronnie Foster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Zeros 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 an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Robert Görl record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ash Ra Tempel,
Marvin Gaye,
The Shadows of Knight,
Brass Construction,
Sixth Finger,
Moby Grape,
Pole,
Kurtis Blow,
Amon Düül,
Ten City,
Glenn Branca,
Echospace,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
R.M.O.,
Skaos,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Blancmange,
Liliput,
Gang Gang Dance,
Godley & Creme,
Electric Prunes,
Camouflage,
Spoonie Gee,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Kinks,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Jacob Miller,
Oneida,
Ronnie Foster,
Kenny Larkin,
Gichy Dan,
Easy Going,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Blackbyrds,
Fatback Band,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
a-ha,
John Holt,
Gil Scott Heron,
Dual Sessions,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Gories,
cv313,
the Germs,
Ken Boothe,
Alice Coltrane,
The Wake,
Letta Mbulu,
Second Layer,
Bronski Beat,
Frankie Knuckles,
Lower 48,
Soulsonic Force,
Mo-Dettes,
Yusef Lateef,
Boredoms,
Ultravox,
The Gun Club,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx.
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.