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 Algeria and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Calgary.
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 snare 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 Eddi Front to the rap 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 Minutemen. All the underground hits.
All The Residents tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nick Fraelich record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Donny Hathaway record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tres Demented,
DJ Sneak,
Suburban Knight,
Fatback Band,
Anthony Braxton,
Skaos,
Can,
Faraquet,
Roger Hodgson,
Eric B and Rakim,
Minor Threat,
Porter Ricks,
La Düsseldorf,
The Monks,
Maurizio,
Curtis Mayfield,
Kaleidoscope,
Rapeman,
Joy Division,
Procol Harum,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
CMW,
Peter and Kerry,
Make Up,
Erykah Badu,
Absolute Body Control,
The Velvet Underground,
LL Cool J,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Mad Mike,
Cecil Taylor,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Ultravox,
Tim Buckley,
ABC,
B.T. Express,
Youth Brigade,
Amon Düül,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Wally Richardson,
cv313,
The Angels of Light,
Oneida,
Lee Hazlewood,
China Crisis,
Excepter,
Man Eating Sloth,
X-102,
Flipper,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Tremeloes,
The Smoke,
Fela Kuti,
the Germs,
Crime,
Sound Behaviour,
The Invisible,
Harmonia,
Delta 5,
Duran Duran,
The Fuzztones,
Steve Hackett,
Bad Manners,
Kevin Saunderson,
Mantronix, Mantronix, Mantronix, Mantronix.
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.