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 Croatia and from Hong Kong.
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 Salvador and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Robert Wyatt to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Barracudas. All the underground hits.
All The Cramps tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echospace record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerri Chandler,
Jeff Lynne,
Stiv Bators,
Gerry Rafferty,
Sun City Girls,
Ohio Players,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Warren Ellis,
Neil Young,
Zapp,
Sarah Menescal,
Alison Limerick,
Outsiders,
Vainqueur,
Magazine,
The Techniques,
Maurizio,
Monolake,
Cybotron,
Anakelly,
H. Thieme,
Khruangbin,
Lakeside,
Excepter,
Soft Machine,
Sonny Sharrock,
Sällskapet,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Derrick Morgan,
Dead Boys,
Swell Maps,
Susan Cadogan,
China Crisis,
Carl Craig,
Blake Baxter,
Glambeats Corp.,
Reuben Wilson,
Rotary Connection,
Tom Boy,
Angry Samoans,
Mr. Review,
Danielle Patucci,
Chris Corsano,
Bill Near,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Banda Bassotti,
Boredoms,
The Durutti Column,
Lalo Schifrin,
Barclay James Harvest,
Funkadelic,
Ludus,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Lee Hazlewood,
Marshall Jefferson,
Patti Smith,
The Residents,
Donald Byrd,
The Five Americans,
Bizarre Inc.,
Letta Mbulu,
The Mojo Men,
Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango.
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.