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 Indonesia and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz to the rock 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 Gary Puckett & The Union Gap. All the underground hits.
All Louis and Bebe Barron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Section 25 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aural Exciters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lower 48,
Kurtis Blow,
Fatback Band,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Althea and Donna,
The Busters,
Rakim,
Metal Thangz,
Lungfish,
The Knickerbockers,
The Stooges,
The Five Americans,
Bizarre Inc.,
Franke,
Charles Mingus,
Freddie Wadling,
Carl Craig,
Sparks,
The Doors,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Arab on Radar,
Supertramp,
Warsaw,
Television,
The Names,
Minny Pops,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sugar Minott,
Graham Central Station,
The Standells,
Can,
Ornette Coleman,
Scrapy,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Cymande,
Black Flag,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Andrew Hill,
the Swans,
Basic Channel,
Tomorrow,
the Fania All-Stars,
Absolute Body Control,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Last Poets,
Deepchord,
Radiohead,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Vogues,
The Trojans,
Ludus,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Fugs,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sandy B,
The Gun Club,
Von Mondo,
Anakelly,
The Happenings,
The Cramps,
Al Stewart,
Severed Heads, Severed Heads, Severed Heads, Severed Heads.
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.