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 United Kingdom and from Shanghai.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 guitar 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 Bill Near to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Crispy Ambulance. All the underground hits.
All Jerry's Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sällskapet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Excepter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zero Boys,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Robert Wyatt,
Crispian St. Peters,
Oblivians,
FM Einheit,
The Pop Group,
Gregory Isaacs,
Albert Ayler,
Aloha Tigers,
Radiohead,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The United States of America,
Josef K,
The Searchers,
Dead Boys,
Liliput,
Matthew Halsall,
Michelle Simonal,
Underground Resistance,
Ronan,
John Lydon,
The Evens,
Bobby Womack,
Anthony Braxton,
Quando Quango,
Inner City,
Slave,
Radio Birdman,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Charles Mingus,
Mission of Burma,
Parry Music,
Scientists,
Monolake,
Cecil Taylor,
Blake Baxter,
Unrelated Segments,
David Axelrod,
Siglo XX,
Letta Mbulu,
Aaron Thompson,
Pulsallama,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Pretty Things,
The Human League,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Robert Hood,
New York Dolls,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Technova,
Brass Construction,
John Foxx,
Hoover,
These Immortal Souls,
Intrusion,
Ludus,
Harry Pussy,
Monks, Monks, Monks, Monks.
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.