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 Liechtenstein 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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 linndrum 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 Donald Byrd to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Electric Prunes. All the underground hits.
All Flash Fearless tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Smoke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Holt,
Stereo Dub,
Television,
Main Source,
Scott Walker,
The Leaves,
Altered Images,
Visage,
Agitation Free,
June of 44,
The Zeros,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Misunderstood,
Radiohead,
Sister Nancy,
Shuggie Otis,
Deakin,
Joensuu 1685,
The Doors,
Magazine,
Pylon,
Judy Mowatt,
Sexual Harrassment,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Nico,
Fad Gadget,
Letta Mbulu,
Public Image Ltd.,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Joe Smooth,
Kool Moe Dee,
Second Layer,
Intrusion,
Tim Buckley,
The Monochrome Set,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Names,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Ornette Coleman,
Harpers Bizarre,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Fatback Band,
Alison Limerick,
Banda Bassotti,
Soft Machine,
The Fortunes,
Robert Hood,
Aswad,
The Associates,
The Skatalites,
Throbbing Gristle,
Moss Icon,
Fat Boys,
CMW,
The Moleskins,
Frankie Knuckles,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Saccharine Trust,
Basic Channel,
Skriet,
The Busters,
The Sound,
Icehouse, Icehouse, Icehouse, Icehouse.
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.