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 Switzerland and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Philadelphia.
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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Tom Boy to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Radiopuhelimet. All the underground hits.
All Zapp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masters at Work record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 an organ and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gregory Isaacs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Porter Ricks,
Jawbox,
Barbara Tucker,
Davy DMX,
Joe Finger,
Loose Ends,
The Pretty Things,
Gil Scott Heron,
Wolf Eyes,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Lou Christie,
Black Bananas,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Zapp,
The Seeds,
Blossom Toes,
Visage,
Circle Jerks,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Model 500,
The Invisible,
Boogie Down Productions,
Amon Düül II,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Clear Light,
Bush Tetras,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Rhythm & Sound,
Smog,
Soul Sonic Force,
Aural Exciters,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Vogues,
The Pop Group,
Jacob Miller,
Jerry's Kids,
Agitation Free,
Crooked Eye,
The Birthday Party,
Inner City,
Lower 48,
Sandy B,
Eurythmics,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Motions,
Mark Hollis,
Crash Course in Science,
Matthew Halsall,
Y Pants,
David Axelrod,
Ronnie Foster,
Faust,
the Human League,
The Leaves,
H. Thieme,
The Saints,
The Durutti Column,
Bill Near,
Robert Wyatt,
Panda Bear,
Josef K,
Black Moon,
Thee Headcoats,
Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's.
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.