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 Armenia and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 marimba 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 Mary Jane Girls to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Masters at Work. All the underground hits.
All Barclay James Harvest tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every China Crisis 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Japan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amon Düül,
Moss Icon,
Roxette,
the Slits,
Max Romeo,
Pet Shop Boys,
Man Eating Sloth,
Sällskapet,
Colin Newman,
Tropical Tobacco,
Lalo Schifrin,
Panda Bear,
Gang Gang Dance,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Arthur Verocai,
The Smiths,
Tomorrow,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
James White and The Blacks,
Archie Shepp,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Sexual Harrassment,
Gil Scott Heron,
Liliput,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Golliwogs,
Nation of Ulysses,
Eric Copeland,
The Motions,
Absolute Body Control,
Rekid,
Rod Modell,
Sarah Menescal,
Rotary Connection,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Pretty Things,
Porter Ricks,
Scan 7,
Yaz,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
T. Rex,
Pierre Henry,
Sixth Finger,
X-101,
Mad Mike,
Todd Terry,
8 Eyed Spy,
Fela Kuti,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Technova,
Carl Craig,
Newcleus,
Ronnie Foster,
Chris & Cosey,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Mighty Diamonds,
Curtis Mayfield,
Zero Boys,
Lindisfarne,
Sex Pistols,
In Retrospect,
Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis.
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.