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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Joensuu 1685. All the underground hits.
All The Litter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Maleditus Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stiv Bators record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rotary Connection,
Robert Görl,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
F. McDonald,
Deakin,
The Leaves,
The New Christs,
John Holt,
Sister Nancy,
Porter Ricks,
The Black Dice,
Los Fastidios,
Kas Product,
Parry Music,
The Dave Clark Five,
The American Breed,
Magma,
The Skatalites,
Avey Tare,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Barry Ungar,
Au Pairs,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Black Moon,
Kerri Chandler,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Ken Boothe,
Talk Talk,
Chris & Cosey,
Barrington Levy,
Leonard Cohen,
Von Mondo,
Absolute Body Control,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
ABBA,
K-Klass,
The Techniques,
Ludus,
Faraquet,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
cv313,
Guru Guru,
Scan 7,
These Immortal Souls,
Throbbing Gristle,
Wolf Eyes,
FM Einheit,
Clear Light,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Gastr Del Sol,
Robert Wyatt,
The Five Americans,
Tres Demented,
Vladislav Delay,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Radiohead,
Half Japanese,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Lebanon Hanover,
Babytalk,
Dennis Brown,
Scott Walker,
Supertramp,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds.
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.