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 South Sudan and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Colin Newman to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz. All the underground hits.
All The Peanut Butter Conspiracy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Matthew Halsall 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barbara Tucker record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amon Düül II,
Boz Scaggs,
Little Man,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Gichy Dan,
Jacob Miller,
Electric Prunes,
K-Klass,
Nils Olav,
Swell Maps,
Adolescents,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Bluetip,
The Stooges,
Au Pairs,
8 Eyed Spy,
Rosa Yemen,
Amazonics,
A Certain Ratio,
Peter & Gordon,
Dave Gahan,
Talk Talk,
Simply Red,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Gang Starr,
Don Cherry,
The Beau Brummels,
Bronski Beat,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Barracudas,
The J.B.'s,
Sarah Menescal,
Porter Ricks,
Isaac Hayes,
Stetsasonic,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Happenings,
Pylon,
Roger Hodgson,
Kool Moe Dee,
Silicon Teens,
Maurizio,
Jacques Brel,
Rakim,
Symarip,
The Associates,
The Divine Comedy,
Prince Buster,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Liliput,
The Martian,
E-Dancer,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
the Slits,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Aswad,
These Immortal Souls,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Nation of Ulysses,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
FM Einheit,
La Düsseldorf,
Country Teasers,
Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani.
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.