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 Uruguay and from Columbus.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Cymande to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 June Days. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra Arkestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ossler 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 harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mission of Burma record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pet Shop Boys,
Cheater Slicks,
The Victims,
Robert Görl,
Heaven 17,
DJ Style,
The Slackers,
Dennis Brown,
Simply Red,
Delon & Dalcan,
Scrapy,
Todd Rundgren,
The Offenders,
Nirvana,
The Cowsills,
Yellowson,
Kenny Larkin,
Lucky Dragons,
Kevin Saunderson,
Yazoo,
Altered Images,
Yusef Lateef,
Patti Smith,
Guru Guru,
Sällskapet,
Wings,
The Modern Lovers,
New Order,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
David Axelrod,
Sight & Sound,
Index,
Second Layer,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Shoche,
Sound Behaviour,
Lungfish,
Eden Ahbez,
The Fuzztones,
Los Fastidios,
Sonny Sharrock,
Cal Tjader,
The Moody Blues,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
OOIOO,
Maleditus Sound,
Adolescents,
Bronski Beat,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Depeche Mode,
This Heat,
Parry Music,
Goldenarms,
Hashim,
Rotary Connection,
Underground Resistance,
LL Cool J,
Suicide,
The Raincoats,
Q and Not U,
8 Eyed Spy,
Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson.
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.