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 Croatia and from Delhi.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Drive Like Jehu to the crunk 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 Half Japanese. All the underground hits.
All Jacques Brel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lindisfarne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 spring reverb and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter & Gordon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zapp,
The Monks,
The Residents,
Zero Boys,
Wings,
Fela Kuti,
U.S. Maple,
Alison Limerick,
Basic Channel,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Moss Icon,
Alice Coltrane,
New Order,
Kurtis Blow,
Lee Hazlewood,
Severed Heads,
Chris Corsano,
MC5,
Black Sheep,
The Leaves,
Ornette Coleman,
Pulsallama,
Gang Gang Dance,
Henry Cow,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Dave Clark Five,
Radiopuhelimet,
Pharoah Sanders,
Blake Baxter,
The Fortunes,
Sugar Minott,
Johnny Osbourne,
Half Japanese,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Danielle Patucci,
The Young Rascals,
John Holt,
Bootsy Collins,
Oblivians,
Lalann,
The Fuzztones,
Dead Boys,
cv313,
Lucky Dragons,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Don Cherry,
A Certain Ratio,
Black Moon,
Television Personalities,
Laurel Aitken,
Mantronix,
Buzzcocks,
The Durutti Column,
Franke,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sound Behaviour,
Girls At Our Best!,
Hardrive,
Mad Mike,
Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls.
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.