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 Rwanda and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Louis and Bebe Barron to the rock 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 Tropical Tobacco. All the underground hits.
All Terror Squad Feat. Camron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dorothy Ashby record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warsaw record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lonnie Liston Smith,
June of 44,
Jandek,
Eric B and Rakim,
Black Flag,
kango's stein massive,
Nirvana,
MC5,
Ten City,
Alton Ellis,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Silicon Teens,
Sight & Sound,
Lungfish,
Nik Kershaw,
Mantronix,
Wally Richardson,
Jimmy McGriff,
Warren Ellis,
The Walker Brothers,
Dual Sessions,
Donald Byrd,
Max Romeo,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Wire,
Radiohead,
Essential Logic,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Stooges,
Procol Harum,
Derrick Morgan,
EPMD,
Lakeside,
Country Teasers,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Mary Jane Girls,
Joe Smooth,
Guru Guru,
Kerrie Biddell,
Hashim,
The Slackers,
Eli Mardock,
Section 25,
Saccharine Trust,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Kayak,
R.M.O.,
The Fugs,
The Residents,
Sun City Girls,
Alison Limerick,
This Heat,
The Moody Blues,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Aswad,
The Grass Roots,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Excepter,
Sonic Youth,
Harry Pussy,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Letta Mbulu,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
the Sonics, the Sonics, the Sonics, the Sonics.
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.