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 Andorra 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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Neil Young & Crazy Horse to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam. All the underground hits.
All Whodini tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Young Marble Giants record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Sherman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Porter Ricks,
Fifty Foot Hose,
K-Klass,
Roger Hodgson,
Mission of Burma,
Girls At Our Best!,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Bobby Byrd,
FM Einheit,
Dave Gahan,
Nik Kershaw,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Hasil Adkins,
Moby Grape,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Sarah Menescal,
Model 500,
Minor Threat,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Sonny Sharrock,
Joe Smooth,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sugar Minott,
Youth Brigade,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Graham Central Station,
Pulsallama,
the Soft Cell,
Siglo XX,
Marshall Jefferson,
X-Ray Spex,
Charles Mingus,
The Shadows of Knight,
Godley & Creme,
John Cale,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Ultravox,
Blake Baxter,
Morten Harket,
Stockholm Monsters,
Rufus Thomas,
Urselle,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Darondo,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Offenders,
Dual Sessions,
Rod Modell,
Magma,
Harmonia,
The Kinks,
Altered Images,
Laurel Aitken,
Faraquet,
Sight & Sound,
Cecil Taylor,
Gang Starr,
Black Pus,
The Doors,
The Associates, The Associates, The Associates, The Associates.
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.