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 Somalia and from Manila.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 linndrum 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 The Smiths to the rock 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 The Kinks. All the underground hits.
All Isaac Hayes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jesper Dahlback record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Standells record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Leonard Cohen,
Mr. Review,
The United States of America,
Popol Vuh,
Barry Ungar,
Albert Ayler,
Lou Reed,
Reuben Wilson,
Terrestrial Tones,
Gastr Del Sol,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Walker Brothers,
Todd Terry,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Radiohead,
June of 44,
Kas Product,
Quando Quango,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Thee Headcoats,
Sarah Menescal,
Franke,
FM Einheit,
The Fortunes,
The Zeros,
The Golliwogs,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
June Days,
Bizarre Inc.,
Dark Day,
Spoonie Gee,
Supertramp,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Massinfluence,
K-Klass,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Icehouse,
Bobby Sherman,
Henry Cow,
The Happenings,
Technova,
Basic Channel,
Japan,
Ludus,
The Dirtbombs,
Au Pairs,
Warren Ellis,
Black Bananas,
Mars,
Goldenarms,
Cal Tjader,
Funky Four + One,
The Martian,
Trumans Water,
CMW,
Ten City,
Iggy Pop,
Jawbox,
Hasil Adkins,
Second Layer,
Niagra,
Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection.
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.