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 Hungary and from Manchester.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 L. Decosne to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Eve St. Jones. All the underground hits.
All The Sonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crash Course in Science record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 synthesizer and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dave Gahan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Judy Mowatt,
Hashim,
Albert Ayler,
Negative Approach,
Tomorrow,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Five Americans,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Flash Fearless,
The Move,
U.S. Maple,
Iggy Pop,
Rod Modell,
Camouflage,
Magma,
The Barracudas,
Alison Limerick,
Colin Newman,
Sonic Youth,
MDC,
Sight & Sound,
Scrapy,
Adolescents,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
John Foxx,
Susan Cadogan,
Marc Almond,
Stereo Dub,
Fatback Band,
Graham Central Station,
Sarah Menescal,
Throbbing Gristle,
Q and Not U,
Dennis Brown,
Robert Görl,
Brothers Johnson,
Ice-T,
Alton Ellis,
Black Flag,
The Names,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Toasters,
Rufus Thomas,
Little Man,
Oneida,
Maurizio,
Swell Maps,
Freddie Wadling,
The Angels of Light,
Unwound,
Marine Girls,
The Music Machine,
Traffic Nightmare,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Smoke,
Crime,
Neil Young,
Nas,
The New Christs,
Sam Rivers,
Arthur Verocai,
Kerrie Biddell,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud.
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.