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 Uzbekistan and from Portland.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 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 JFA to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Radiopuhelimet. All the underground hits.
All cv313 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Cale record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blossom Toes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Busters,
Faraquet,
Scratch Acid,
Sonic Youth,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Erasure,
Circle Jerks,
The Black Dice,
This Heat,
Hot Snakes,
Suburban Knight,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Silicon Teens,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Dennis Brown,
Tubeway Army,
Mr. Review,
Tim Buckley,
Gang Green,
Todd Terry,
The Remains,
Joy Division,
Althea and Donna,
Skaos,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Seeds,
Funkadelic,
Icehouse,
Grauzone,
Delon & Dalcan,
Black Pus,
Warsaw,
Ossler,
The Searchers,
Scan 7,
Altered Images,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
David Axelrod,
Aloha Tigers,
Eric B and Rakim,
Public Enemy,
Sarah Menescal,
the Fania All-Stars,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Audionom,
Jerry's Kids,
John Cale,
Subhumans,
Swans,
Dave Gahan,
Barrington Levy,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Index,
Urselle,
Guru Guru,
Alphaville,
The Cure,
Minnie Riperton,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Kurtis Blow,
Flash Fearless,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Bill Near,
Goldenarms,
Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler.
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.