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 Haiti and from Spokane.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Babytalk to the jazz 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 Standells. All the underground hits.
All Wolf Eyes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Normal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Shoche record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
D'Angelo,
Pagans,
The Alarm Clocks,
Tres Demented,
Siglo XX,
Make Up,
Buzzcocks,
Masters at Work,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Deakin,
Suicide,
The Monks,
Visage,
Godley & Creme,
Alison Limerick,
Gang of Four,
Neu!,
Sugar Minott,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Monks,
Echospace,
June of 44,
Nico,
Grandmaster Flash,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Supertramp,
The Real Kids,
Lalann,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Scratch Acid,
June Days,
Animal Collective,
Crash Course in Science,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Cameo,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Terry Callier,
PIL,
Mark Hollis,
Television Personalities,
Ronnie Foster,
The Tremeloes,
Amon Düül,
Kool Moe Dee,
Bang On A Can,
Kas Product,
The Offenders,
Gong,
The Standells,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Lakeside,
The Victims,
Letta Mbulu,
Juan Atkins,
Neil Young,
Boz Scaggs,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Zeros,
Arcadia,
Lebanon Hanover,
Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon.
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.