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 Palau and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 808 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 Kango’s Stein Massive to the electroclash 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 Lucky Dragons. All the underground hits.
All Liaisons Dangereuses tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Justin Hinds & The Dominoes 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kango’s Stein Massive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zero Boys,
Accadde A,
Mary Jane Girls,
the Association,
June Days,
Fear,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Iggy Pop,
Altered Images,
The Busters,
Fad Gadget,
New Age Steppers,
Intrusion,
The Pop Group,
Black Pus,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Kevin Saunderson,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Camouflage,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Wally Richardson,
Byron Stingily,
Juan Atkins,
Cluster,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Ultravox,
Ohio Players,
Newcleus,
Dark Day,
Pylon,
Soft Cell,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Sexual Harrassment,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Gregory Isaacs,
Surgeon,
Fugazi,
The Fugs,
Kerrie Biddell,
Mandrill,
Sound Behaviour,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Tommy Roe,
The Modern Lovers,
Flipper,
Quadrant,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Colin Newman,
Johnny Clarke,
The Golliwogs,
Tim Buckley,
The Gap Band,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Bang On A Can,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Divine Comedy,
Danielle Patucci,
DJ Sneak,
Guru Guru,
Q and Not U,
Jeff Mills,
Howard Jones, Howard Jones, Howard Jones, Howard Jones.
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.