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 Singapore and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Hong Kong.
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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Aswad to the disco 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 Lafayette Afro Rock Band. All the underground hits.
All Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Happenings 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Moon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Parry Music,
Das Ding,
Rapeman,
New Age Steppers,
Panda Bear,
Matthew Bourne,
The Busters,
Agitation Free,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Pharoah Sanders,
Shoche,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Junior Murvin,
Second Layer,
Sällskapet,
The Flesh Eaters,
Heaven 17,
In Retrospect,
Ten City,
Fear,
Glambeats Corp.,
Don Cherry,
Jeff Mills,
Roy Ayers,
Lucky Dragons,
Au Pairs,
Duran Duran,
The Evens,
Basic Channel,
Sonic Youth,
Warsaw,
U.S. Maple,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Bobbi Humphrey,
the Sonics,
Bob Dylan,
Index,
The Modern Lovers,
Alice Coltrane,
The Blues Magoos,
Nirvana,
Quantec,
Stereo Dub,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Standells,
Chris & Cosey,
Kerri Chandler,
The Sisters of Mercy,
ABC,
Tres Demented,
Livin' Joy,
Terrestrial Tones,
Bill Near,
The Velvet Underground,
Essential Logic,
Mad Mike,
The Monks,
Gastr Del Sol,
Brothers Johnson,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins.
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.