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 Belarus and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Peter & Gordon to the rock 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 JFA. All the underground hits.
All Eric B and Rakim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jimmy McGriff record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 marimba and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a JFA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marc Almond,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Royal Trux,
The Mojo Men,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Soft Machine,
The Motions,
Metal Thangz,
Joey Negro,
The Kinks,
Japan,
Pulsallama,
The Dead C,
The Doobie Brothers,
Aaron Thompson,
The Five Americans,
Radiopuhelimet,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Patti Smith,
Junior Murvin,
Kurtis Blow,
Connie Case,
Crispy Ambulance,
Sonny Sharrock,
Jacob Miller,
Sugar Minott,
X-102,
Guru Guru,
the Slits,
The Residents,
Suburban Knight,
Lower 48,
Josef K,
Matthew Halsall,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Underground Resistance,
E-Dancer,
Ronnie Foster,
Moebius,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Pere Ubu,
Wally Richardson,
One Last Wish,
Section 25,
The Slackers,
Maurizio,
China Crisis,
Crooked Eye,
Bizarre Inc.,
DNA,
Roy Ayers,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Fugs,
Funkadelic,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Tremeloes,
PIL,
Barbara Tucker,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Terrestrial Tones, Terrestrial Tones, Terrestrial Tones, Terrestrial Tones.
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.