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 Indonesia and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Warren Ellis to the disco 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 Jeff Lynne. All the underground hits.
All Mandrill tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rahsaan Roland Kirk record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Zeros record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boz Scaggs,
Accadde A,
Piero Umiliani,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Music Machine,
Gabor Szabo,
The J.B.'s,
Ultimate Spinach,
Scratch Acid,
Crooked Eye,
The Vogues,
The Sonics,
the Fania All-Stars,
Scientists,
the Germs,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Names,
Bad Manners,
Rapeman,
U.S. Maple,
Los Fastidios,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Theoretical Girls,
Sonic Youth,
The Walker Brothers,
Henry Cow,
Charles Mingus,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Alton Ellis,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
China Crisis,
Country Teasers,
Y Pants,
Pere Ubu,
Davy DMX,
Gil Scott Heron,
Robert Hood,
Stetsasonic,
Isaac Hayes,
the Soft Cell,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Tom Boy,
Lyres,
The Knickerbockers,
X-101,
Black Bananas,
Blake Baxter,
The Detroit Cobras,
Throbbing Gristle,
Popol Vuh,
Aloha Tigers,
The Misunderstood,
Vainqueur,
Dark Day,
Susan Cadogan,
Television,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Tommy Roe,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Ken Boothe,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.