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 Benin 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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Hong Kong.
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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Lee Hazlewood to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade. All the underground hits.
All Ronan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Absolute Body Control record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ornette Coleman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Harpers Bizarre,
Moebius,
The Leaves,
Minnie Riperton,
Unrelated Segments,
Rhythm & Sound,
the Fania All-Stars,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Interpol,
Rufus Thomas,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Outsiders,
Neil Young,
Mandrill,
8 Eyed Spy,
Mars,
Von Mondo,
Tubeway Army,
Althea and Donna,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Max Romeo,
Sugar Minott,
Half Japanese,
Amon Düül,
Cameo,
Iggy Pop,
Tim Buckley,
Colin Newman,
The Cure,
John Cale,
Q and Not U,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Supertramp,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Newcleus,
Joensuu 1685,
kango's stein massive,
Janne Schatter,
Marshall Jefferson,
Shuggie Otis,
LL Cool J,
the Germs,
Masters at Work,
Henry Cow,
The Moleskins,
cv313,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Fall,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Gichy Dan,
Slave,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Idris Muhammad,
T.S.O.L.,
Massinfluence,
Darondo,
Thompson Twins,
Minutemen,
Radiopuhelimet,
Alton Ellis,
Radiohead,
The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement.
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.