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 Saudi Arabia and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Rapeman to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 cv313. All the underground hits.
All Rites of Spring tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed 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 clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The United States of America record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zero Boys,
Radiopuhelimet,
Scott Walker,
kango's stein massive,
The Music Machine,
Tim Buckley,
Adolescents,
Public Image Ltd.,
Mad Mike,
Ken Boothe,
Colin Newman,
The Standells,
Arcadia,
DJ Style,
Grey Daturas,
OOIOO,
Sugar Minott,
Marvin Gaye,
Kas Product,
The Knickerbockers,
Ituana,
Angry Samoans,
The J.B.'s,
T.S.O.L.,
Arab on Radar,
The Stooges,
The Fuzztones,
Lightning Bolt,
Essential Logic,
Underground Resistance,
Das Ding,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Yellowson,
Visage,
Pet Shop Boys,
Eli Mardock,
The Offenders,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Angels of Light,
Lower 48,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Crime,
Stetsasonic,
June of 44,
New Order,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Johnny Osbourne,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Techniques,
Sällskapet,
The Flesh Eaters,
Barrington Levy,
Joyce Sims,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Barbara Tucker,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Junior Murvin,
Iggy Pop,
Bang On A Can,
Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control.
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.