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 Dominica and from Madrid.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Glenn Branca to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 X-Ray Spex. All the underground hits.
All Outsiders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Grass Roots 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Glenn Branca,
Public Image Ltd.,
Thompson Twins,
Kerri Chandler,
Essential Logic,
Q65,
Urselle,
The Motions,
Idris Muhammad,
Althea and Donna,
T. Rex,
JFA,
Bob Dylan,
Cybotron,
The Mojo Men,
The Toasters,
8 Eyed Spy,
Animal Collective,
Traffic Nightmare,
Skarface,
Wire,
Glambeats Corp.,
Chris Corsano,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Can,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Toni Rubio,
Con Funk Shun,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Gregory Isaacs,
Ossler,
Severed Heads,
Das Ding,
Make Up,
Prince Buster,
Qualms,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Donny Hathaway,
Juan Atkins,
The Velvet Underground,
Massinfluence,
Pantytec,
Kas Product,
Bootsy Collins,
Frankie Knuckles,
Youth Brigade,
Ultravox,
Eli Mardock,
Adolescents,
The Pretty Things,
The Count Five,
Harmonia,
Tomorrow,
Robert Görl,
The Victims,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Iggy Pop,
Kerrie Biddell,
Pantaleimon,
Matthew Halsall,
OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO.
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.