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 Germany and from Taipei.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 theremin 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 Black Pus to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Sight & Sound. All the underground hits.
All Gichy Dan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scan 7 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Todd Terry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Isaac Hayes,
Lou Reed,
The Gun Club,
Neil Young,
Lindisfarne,
Los Fastidios,
Peter and Kerry,
Stiv Bators,
Wasted Youth,
LL Cool J,
The Pop Group,
Ralphi Rosario,
Basic Channel,
Bush Tetras,
Lungfish,
The Seeds,
Massinfluence,
Make Up,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Spandau Ballet,
Camberwell Now,
Index,
Joy Division,
Mars,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Ituana,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Rhythm & Sound,
Banda Bassotti,
Drexciya,
Ultravox,
The Index,
Nils Olav,
Yazoo,
Derrick Morgan,
Stereo Dub,
Second Layer,
La Düsseldorf,
The Leaves,
Kurtis Blow,
The Move,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Cosmic Jokers,
PIL,
Inner City,
The New Christs,
The Moody Blues,
Bizarre Inc.,
Dark Day,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Underground Resistance,
Don Cherry,
These Immortal Souls,
Sam Rivers,
Bad Manners,
Mission of Burma,
Cecil Taylor,
Silicon Teens,
The Associates,
Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective.
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.