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 Iran and from Mexico City.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Kas Product to the funk 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 Mission of Burma. All the underground hits.
All Maleditus Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Leaves record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arcadia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mantronix,
Warren Ellis,
L. Decosne,
The Monks,
Jawbox,
Tommy Roe,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Ultravox,
Tim Buckley,
Urselle,
The Golliwogs,
the Sonics,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Todd Rundgren,
kango's stein massive,
Marcia Griffiths,
Minutemen,
The Fortunes,
David Bowie,
The Slits,
cv313,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Wire,
Derrick Morgan,
Massinfluence,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Raincoats,
Moebius,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Kas Product,
Accadde A,
Byron Stingily,
China Crisis,
Hoover,
The Smiths,
Electric Prunes,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Brand Nubian,
Banda Bassotti,
The Misunderstood,
Camberwell Now,
The Angels of Light,
Eden Ahbez,
Crispy Ambulance,
Brothers Johnson,
the Fania All-Stars,
U.S. Maple,
Ten City,
Nico,
48th St. Collective,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Crooked Eye,
Soul Sonic Force,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Birthday Party,
Marshall Jefferson,
Depeche Mode,
Black Pus,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Schoolly D,
Bootsy Collins,
Main Source, Main Source, Main Source, Main Source.
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.