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 Samoa and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 snare 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 Susan Cadogan to the punk 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 Ituana. All the underground hits.
All Bad Manners tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wolf Eyes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Subhumans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Junior Murvin,
Jeff Lynne,
Flamin' Groovies,
Bill Near,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Minor Threat,
Tears for Fears,
Aloha Tigers,
Lyres,
The Zeros,
Porter Ricks,
Fear,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Motorama,
Ludus,
Goldenarms,
Dorothy Ashby,
Scott Walker,
The Music Machine,
Fela Kuti,
Black Sheep,
Ken Boothe,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Prince Buster,
Fifty Foot Hose,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
LL Cool J,
Make Up,
Blake Baxter,
Fluxion,
Silicon Teens,
Sister Nancy,
Lebanon Hanover,
Nation of Ulysses,
Saccharine Trust,
Harmonia,
Young Marble Giants,
Newcleus,
Neu!,
The Gap Band,
Lou Christie,
Shoche,
Crash Course in Science,
Idris Muhammad,
Michelle Simonal,
Skarface,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Dead C,
Kaleidoscope,
Easy Going,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
The Tremeloes,
Frankie Knuckles,
Kenny Larkin,
Ronnie Foster,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Detroit Cobras,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Kayak,
Gerry Rafferty,
London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir.
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.