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 Austria and from Bremen.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 China Crisis to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Prince Buster. All the underground hits.
All Charles Mingus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Heavy D & The Boyz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roger Hodgson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scan 7,
The Selecter,
Rhythm & Sound,
Roxy Music,
Sixth Finger,
The Evens,
Sound Behaviour,
Jawbox,
Yazoo,
Dark Day,
Sonic Youth,
Jesper Dahlback,
the Human League,
Jimmy McGriff,
Mad Mike,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Fad Gadget,
Anthony Braxton,
Ultimate Spinach,
Derrick May,
La Düsseldorf,
Ituana,
Flash Fearless,
Wally Richardson,
Ohio Players,
The Pretty Things,
Warren Ellis,
Gerry Rafferty,
Black Pus,
Brand Nubian,
Pantaleimon,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Amazonics,
Glenn Branca,
The Cure,
Funkadelic,
Aloha Tigers,
Marc Almond,
Faraquet,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Sight & Sound,
Television Personalities,
Chris Corsano,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Vainqueur,
Ultra Naté,
Liliput,
Gang Starr,
DNA,
Underground Resistance,
Ken Boothe,
Half Japanese,
Terry Callier,
Donny Hathaway,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Lower 48,
Ornette Coleman,
Godley & Creme,
H. Thieme,
The Modern Lovers,
Lee Hazlewood,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud.
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.