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 Bhutan and from Jakarta.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Copenhagen.
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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Zapp to the rap 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 Dorothy Ashby. All the underground hits.
All Wasted Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tim Buckley record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonny Sharrock record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gregory Isaacs,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Von Mondo,
Rotary Connection,
The Monks,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Tropical Tobacco,
Ossler,
Morten Harket,
Rod Modell,
The Residents,
Barbara Tucker,
The Index,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Flash Fearless,
Chris & Cosey,
Pole,
Accadde A,
Aswad,
Sparks,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Delon & Dalcan,
Barrington Levy,
James White and The Blacks,
Rhythm & Sound,
Sonic Youth,
the Fania All-Stars,
Crime,
Bill Near,
Spandau Ballet,
Mr. Review,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Black Dice,
Q65,
Sugar Minott,
Gerry Rafferty,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Swans,
Ralphi Rosario,
Mandrill,
Mark Hollis,
Cybotron,
Zapp,
Sixth Finger,
AZ,
Magazine,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Bootsy Collins,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Avey Tare,
Blake Baxter,
Grandmaster Flash,
Brothers Johnson,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Prince Buster,
Davy DMX,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band.
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.