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 Cape Verde and from Cairo.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Moss Icon to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Colin Newman. All the underground hits.
All Skarface tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick Morgan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Buckinghams record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Drive Like Jehu,
Peter & Gordon,
DNA,
Thompson Twins,
The Divine Comedy,
Quadrant,
Roy Ayers,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Aaron Thompson,
Animal Collective,
Alphaville,
Von Mondo,
Crash Course in Science,
The United States of America,
Drexciya,
The Saints,
Kerrie Biddell,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Khruangbin,
Spoonie Gee,
Public Image Ltd.,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Gong,
Sun City Girls,
the Germs,
Faraquet,
MC5,
The Dirtbombs,
Intrusion,
The Doors,
Popol Vuh,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Derrick Morgan,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Eurythmics,
Main Source,
Subhumans,
Mary Jane Girls,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bauhaus,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Young Marble Giants,
Scratch Acid,
The Skatalites,
David Bowie,
Nirvana,
Marcia Griffiths,
MDC,
Flipper,
Joyce Sims,
Johnny Clarke,
The Black Dice,
John Coltrane,
Archie Shepp,
Robert Hood,
Pere Ubu,
Monks,
Adolescents,
Visage,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Blues Magoos,
Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band.
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.