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 Congo and from Beijing.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Jacques Brel to the grunge 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 Wire. All the underground hits.
All Prince Buster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Icehouse 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bluetip record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Germs,
a-ha,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Dead Boys,
X-101,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Henry Cow,
Avey Tare,
Steve Hackett,
The Gap Band,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Dirtbombs,
Subhumans,
Outsiders,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
One Last Wish,
Black Flag,
Popol Vuh,
Scratch Acid,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Graham Central Station,
Barclay James Harvest,
Electric Prunes,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Y Pants,
Bootsy Collins,
Alton Ellis,
Unrelated Segments,
Maleditus Sound,
Public Image Ltd.,
L. Decosne,
Cecil Taylor,
Negative Approach,
Echospace,
Andrew Hill,
Gastr Del Sol,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Barracudas,
Judy Mowatt,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Ultimate Spinach,
Tomorrow,
Q65,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Kevin Saunderson,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Moss Icon,
FM Einheit,
Rakim,
Parry Music,
Derrick Morgan,
Susan Cadogan,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Trojans,
Zero Boys,
Peter & Gordon,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Fall,
The Pretty Things,
The Residents, The Residents, The Residents, The Residents.
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.