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 Thailand and from Beijing.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the mellotron 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 The Birthday Party to the grunge 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 Agitation Free. All the underground hits.
All Funkadelic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Metal Thangz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter & Gordon 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?
John Lydon,
Peter & Gordon,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Schoolly D,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Porter Ricks,
The Victims,
the Sonics,
Derrick May,
Cluster,
The Kinks,
Aswad,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Radiohead,
Tropical Tobacco,
Glenn Branca,
Q and Not U,
The Music Machine,
JFA,
Rakim,
Country Teasers,
These Immortal Souls,
Minny Pops,
Barclay James Harvest,
Roxette,
Yaz,
The Dave Clark Five,
X-Ray Spex,
Freddie Wadling,
Boz Scaggs,
Bootsy Collins,
The Busters,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Sällskapet,
Youth Brigade,
The Smoke,
Dead Boys,
The New Christs,
Warren Ellis,
Dennis Brown,
Jawbox,
Terry Callier,
Wolf Eyes,
Soul Sonic Force,
Drexciya,
Newcleus,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Underground Resistance,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
A Certain Ratio,
Hoover,
Eddi Front,
Grauzone,
the Fania All-Stars,
June of 44,
John Coltrane,
Los Fastidios,
Pierre Henry,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Deadbeat,
The Monks,
Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal.
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.