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 Australia and from Bologna.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 organ 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 the Slits to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Essential Logic. All the underground hits.
All The Invisible tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Monolake record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
cv313,
Mark Hollis,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Saints,
Ronan,
The Smoke,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Human League,
Circle Jerks,
Radio Birdman,
the Human League,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Reagan Youth,
ABBA,
Zapp,
Smog,
Susan Cadogan,
Siglo XX,
The J.B.'s,
Erykah Badu,
the Bar-Kays,
Stockholm Monsters,
Roy Ayers,
The Flesh Eaters,
Gerry Rafferty,
Lebanon Hanover,
Davy DMX,
Terry Callier,
Japan,
The Searchers,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Glambeats Corp.,
Trumans Water,
Rhythm & Sound,
Morten Harket,
Jacques Brel,
Minor Threat,
The Slits,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Khruangbin,
Magma,
Bobby Womack,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Clear Light,
Sister Nancy,
The Selecter,
Boredoms,
Dave Gahan,
Scientists,
Harpers Bizarre,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Mandrill,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Lungfish,
Groovy Waters,
Aswad,
Tomorrow,
The Offenders,
DNA,
Cheater Slicks, Cheater Slicks, Cheater Slicks, Cheater Slicks.
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.