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 Guinea-Bissau and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 Lou Reed 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 Ash Ra Tempel to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Kool G Rap & DJ Polo. All the underground hits.
All The Sonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Von Mondo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 a snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minor Threat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ice-T,
Johnny Osbourne,
Agitation Free,
The Victims,
Drive Like Jehu,
Spoonie Gee,
Todd Rundgren,
Darondo,
Neil Young,
Jeff Lynne,
Roxette,
Oneida,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
the Sonics,
the Soft Cell,
Terrestrial Tones,
Metal Thangz,
Pole,
The Knickerbockers,
Delon & Dalcan,
Alison Limerick,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Slackers,
Barrington Levy,
Ituana,
Fad Gadget,
John Holt,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Idris Muhammad,
Mad Mike,
Altered Images,
Camberwell Now,
Nation of Ulysses,
Groovy Waters,
The Red Krayola,
Barry Ungar,
MC5,
Agent Orange,
Ultimate Spinach,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Niagra,
Arthur Verocai,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Associates,
Steve Hackett,
Organ,
The Slits,
John Foxx,
Stiv Bators,
LL Cool J,
Chris Corsano,
The Sound,
Inner City,
Newcleus,
Boredoms,
Eric Copeland,
Roxy Music,
Black Bananas,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Skatalites,
Tom Boy,
Mr. Review, Mr. Review, Mr. Review, Mr. Review.
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.