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 Georgia and from Houston.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 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 Monks to the grime 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 Camberwell Now. All the underground hits.
All Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bluetip 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harpers Bizarre record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joey Negro,
Audionom,
Gabor Szabo,
June Days,
The Last Poets,
Roy Ayers,
Nils Olav,
Aaron Thompson,
Livin' Joy,
Wire,
The Fire Engines,
The Pop Group,
Al Stewart,
Quando Quango,
The Moody Blues,
PIL,
Lakeside,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Vainqueur,
The Misunderstood,
Radiohead,
Roxette,
Rod Modell,
Roxy Music,
R.M.O.,
Dennis Brown,
Surgeon,
Slick Rick,
John Foxx,
Grandmaster Flash,
Terrestrial Tones,
Interpol,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
JFA,
Pierre Henry,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Fear,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Jerry's Kids,
X-102,
Accadde A,
Minnie Riperton,
Todd Rundgren,
Saccharine Trust,
Pet Shop Boys,
Flash Fearless,
Porter Ricks,
Howard Jones,
Japan,
Little Man,
Maleditus Sound,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Offenders,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Warsaw,
Index,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Brand Nubian,
World's Most,
Leonard Cohen,
Funky Four + One,
Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller.
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.