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 Lithuania and from Edmonton.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Electric Light Orchestra to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Neon Judgement. All the underground hits.
All Country Joe & The Fish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alison Limerick 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Max Romeo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Drive Like Jehu,
Spoonie Gee,
The Sisters of Mercy,
the Human League,
Unwound,
Wings,
R.M.O.,
Archie Shepp,
Arthur Verocai,
Robert Wyatt,
Gregory Isaacs,
Joe Finger,
Flash Fearless,
The Evens,
Harpers Bizarre,
Fluxion,
Deepchord,
Jacob Miller,
The Leaves,
Pierre Henry,
Don Cherry,
The Black Dice,
Sixth Finger,
Cybotron,
Mantronix,
La Düsseldorf,
Joensuu 1685,
Tears for Fears,
Parry Music,
Nick Fraelich,
Radiopuhelimet,
Jerry's Kids,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Hot Snakes,
The New Christs,
Audionom,
Eli Mardock,
Althea and Donna,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Intrusion,
Nation of Ulysses,
Avey Tare,
Leonard Cohen,
Pantaleimon,
Kas Product,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
48th St. Collective,
Black Sheep,
Boredoms,
The Techniques,
Surgeon,
Sparks,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Anthony Braxton,
Joe Smooth,
Little Man,
The Raincoats,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Scott Walker,
Adolescents,
Agent Orange,
Accadde A, Accadde A, Accadde A, Accadde A.
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.