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 Seychelles and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the oboe 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 The New Christs to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Michelle Simonal. All the underground hits.
All Schoolly D tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sarah Menescal 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Young Marble Giants record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joensuu 1685,
Radiopuhelimet,
Scott Walker,
Marc Almond,
Shoche,
Throbbing Gristle,
Mr. Review,
The Alarm Clocks,
Tomorrow,
The Skatalites,
Soft Machine,
The Seeds,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Mummies,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Monks,
Los Fastidios,
Buzzcocks,
Crispy Ambulance,
Sarah Menescal,
Scientists,
The Star Department,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Ohio Players,
Interpol,
Bronski Beat,
Tubeway Army,
Soul II Soul,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
DJ Style,
Rosa Yemen,
Toni Rubio,
Grandmaster Flash,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Nik Kershaw,
Japan,
Talk Talk,
Niagra,
Black Flag,
Bobby Sherman,
Mars,
The Music Machine,
Skriet,
Deakin,
Idris Muhammad,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Hoover,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Al Stewart,
Gang Gang Dance,
Gabor Szabo,
X-101,
The Real Kids,
Fela Kuti,
L. Decosne,
Ronnie Foster,
Electric Prunes,
Main Source,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience.
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.