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 Poland and from Copenhagen.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Rakim to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Clear Light. All the underground hits.
All Bang On A Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nik Kershaw record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Darondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxy Music,
Qualms,
Althea and Donna,
the Association,
Procol Harum,
Negative Approach,
Con Funk Shun,
The Gap Band,
Liliput,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Birthday Party,
Unwound,
Basic Channel,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Roy Ayers,
Goldenarms,
Monolake,
Inner City,
Harpers Bizarre,
Alton Ellis,
X-Ray Spex,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Wolf Eyes,
World's Most,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
ABC,
D'Angelo,
The Velvet Underground,
Rekid,
Smog,
Joey Negro,
the Sonics,
Josef K,
PIL,
Al Stewart,
Lee Hazlewood,
Lightning Bolt,
Blancmange,
Aswad,
The Grass Roots,
Amazonics,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Dual Sessions,
The Beau Brummels,
Kurtis Blow,
DJ Sneak,
Susan Cadogan,
Tomorrow,
Sun Ra,
Soft Machine,
David Axelrod,
The Smiths,
The Monks,
John Cale,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Country Joe & The Fish,
a-ha,
Max Romeo,
The J.B.'s,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set.
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.