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 Australia and from Manila.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 güiro 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 Nick Fraelich to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Derrick Morgan. All the underground hits.
All Soulsonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The United States of America record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Todd Terry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bad Manners,
Graham Central Station,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Carl Craig,
Loose Ends,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Black Sheep,
Moebius,
Spandau Ballet,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Busters,
Soft Machine,
John Lydon,
Angry Samoans,
Skarface,
Mark Hollis,
Neil Young,
Q and Not U,
The Move,
Adolescents,
Pere Ubu,
JFA,
The Remains,
Royal Trux,
Aaron Thompson,
Pole,
Von Mondo,
Man Parrish,
Lucky Dragons,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Robert Hood,
Blancmange,
MC5,
The Toasters,
The Fuzztones,
Duran Duran,
Schoolly D,
New York Dolls,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Drive Like Jehu,
Reuben Wilson,
Todd Terry,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Selecter,
The Trojans,
The Dead C,
Marine Girls,
the Normal,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Altered Images,
T. Rex,
Eric Dolphy,
Thee Headcoats,
Electric Light Orchestra,
World's Most,
Ludus,
Japan,
Ten City,
Unwound, Unwound, Unwound, Unwound.
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.