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 Guatemala and from Bremen.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Idris Muhammad to the jazz 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 Judy Mowatt. All the underground hits.
All The Victims tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Pretty Things record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 mellotron and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Motions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sarah Menescal,
Adolescents,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Aaron Thompson,
The Raincoats,
Matthew Bourne,
Spandau Ballet,
Juan Atkins,
The Fuzztones,
Zapp,
Ponytail,
The Blues Magoos,
ABC,
Pere Ubu,
Faraquet,
Livin' Joy,
Mark Hollis,
Fela Kuti,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Agent Orange,
the Fania All-Stars,
Stetsasonic,
Fad Gadget,
Colin Newman,
Von Mondo,
Section 25,
The Gap Band,
The Vogues,
Funkadelic,
Byron Stingily,
Amon Düül,
Lightning Bolt,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Sister Nancy,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Pole,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
B.T. Express,
It's A Beautiful Day,
June of 44,
Buzzcocks,
The Mummies,
The Walker Brothers,
The Martian,
Alphaville,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Chris & Cosey,
Tres Demented,
Rosa Yemen,
Crash Course in Science,
Gichy Dan,
Make Up,
Mo-Dettes,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
David McCallum,
Quadrant,
Glenn Branca,
David Bowie,
Tomorrow,
Sex Pistols,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.