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 Dominica and from Paris.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Pet Shop Boys to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Throbbing Gristle. All the underground hits.
All The Royal Family And The Poor tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang Starr record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a De La Soul & Jungle Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Reuben Wilson,
Roxette,
The Residents,
Matthew Bourne,
Audionom,
Johnny Osbourne,
Black Sheep,
Junior Murvin,
Bootsy Collins,
Dorothy Ashby,
Technova,
Faraquet,
The Happenings,
Skarface,
Andrew Hill,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Darondo,
The Electric Prunes,
Girls At Our Best!,
Q and Not U,
Traffic Nightmare,
Con Funk Shun,
Sugar Minott,
Aural Exciters,
Leonard Cohen,
UT,
The Last Poets,
Fela Kuti,
Erykah Badu,
The Gun Club,
Steve Hackett,
Graham Central Station,
Davy DMX,
Avey Tare,
The Blackbyrds,
The Sonics,
Janne Schatter,
The Five Americans,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Fortunes,
Juan Atkins,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
AZ,
Sexual Harrassment,
Morten Harket,
Erasure,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Lyres,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Alphaville,
Pet Shop Boys,
Yusef Lateef,
Josef K,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Mission of Burma,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Cowsills,
Kevin Saunderson,
Harpers Bizarre,
Marmalade, Marmalade, Marmalade, Marmalade.
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.