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 Seychelles and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Lee Hazlewood to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Avey Tare. All the underground hits.
All Darondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Standells 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Susan Cadogan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Radiopuhelimet,
Steve Hackett,
Lyres,
The Kinks,
Nation of Ulysses,
Kas Product,
The Fortunes,
Technova,
Main Source,
Livin' Joy,
The Gladiators,
Massinfluence,
Harmonia,
June Days,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Joe Smooth,
Hardrive,
Carl Craig,
Jeff Mills,
The Vogues,
The Move,
The Pretty Things,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Rosa Yemen,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ituana,
Lindisfarne,
The Invisible,
Chrome,
Tommy Roe,
the Slits,
Television Personalities,
Arab on Radar,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Neon Judgement,
Bobby Womack,
Robert Hood,
Crooked Eye,
Agitation Free,
The Knickerbockers,
Minnie Riperton,
Eli Mardock,
Blancmange,
The Busters,
Con Funk Shun,
Max Romeo,
Amon Düül,
The J.B.'s,
Tim Buckley,
Vainqueur,
Mandrill,
Flamin' Groovies,
Cecil Taylor,
Alphaville,
Henry Cow,
The Human League,
Glenn Branca,
Ronnie Foster,
Lou Christie,
Flipper,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog.
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.