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 Namibia and from Stockholm.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the snare 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 Guru Guru to the grime 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 Graham Central Station. All the underground hits.
All Wally Richardson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soulsonic Force,
Harpers Bizarre,
Zapp,
Marshall Jefferson,
Arcadia,
Flipper,
The Saints,
Don Cherry,
Gang Starr,
Camouflage,
Johnny Clarke,
Von Mondo,
Charles Mingus,
Joe Smooth,
Basic Channel,
Man Eating Sloth,
Terry Callier,
Bizarre Inc.,
Gang Gang Dance,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Fugazi,
Kevin Saunderson,
KRS-One,
Scan 7,
Silicon Teens,
Jeff Mills,
MDC,
Funky Four + One,
X-102,
The Stooges,
Lightning Bolt,
Trumans Water,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Franke,
The Litter,
The Names,
Amon Düül,
Brick,
R.M.O.,
Agent Orange,
Rufus Thomas,
Nico,
T.S.O.L.,
Pagans,
the Soft Cell,
Wolf Eyes,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Japan,
EPMD,
Tom Boy,
Grey Daturas,
Crispian St. Peters,
Todd Terry,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Matthew Halsall,
the Association,
H. Thieme,
The Count Five,
CMW,
Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne.
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.