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 Taiwan 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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Delta 5 to the funk 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 Nico. All the underground hits.
All The Young Rascals tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kool Moe Dee 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a This Heat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Das Ding,
Glenn Branca,
Banda Bassotti,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Cramps,
Piero Umiliani,
Derrick May,
Quadrant,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
the Association,
The Mummies,
The Seeds,
Metal Thangz,
Kas Product,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Jacob Miller,
Hasil Adkins,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Barrington Levy,
Josef K,
Marine Girls,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Stooges,
Sister Nancy,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sarah Menescal,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Clear Light,
Drive Like Jehu,
K-Klass,
Blancmange,
Eurythmics,
Sexual Harrassment,
Index,
Crispian St. Peters,
Whodini,
Roger Hodgson,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Pretty Things,
Adolescents,
Country Joe & The Fish,
KRS-One,
Severed Heads,
The Walker Brothers,
Warren Ellis,
Minnie Riperton,
Isaac Hayes,
Fatback Band,
Warsaw,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Slackers,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Juan Atkins,
Joe Finger,
Con Funk Shun,
Ralphi Rosario,
Dorothy Ashby,
Dave Gahan,
Lightning Bolt,
Pierre Henry,
The Blues Magoos,
Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters.
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.