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 Brazil and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 Captain Beefheart 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 Trojans to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Gian Franco Pienzio. All the underground hits.
All Y Pants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ohio Players record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bauhaus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sonics,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Deepchord,
The Trojans,
Pere Ubu,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Hot Snakes,
the Fania All-Stars,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Aswad,
Section 25,
Roy Ayers,
The Grass Roots,
Boogie Down Productions,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Gladiators,
Erasure,
Deakin,
Pagans,
Brick,
Zapp,
The Fuzztones,
The Human League,
Moby Grape,
Girls At Our Best!,
Dawn Penn,
Ronan,
Don Cherry,
Lalann,
Flash Fearless,
Anthony Braxton,
June of 44,
Public Enemy,
Cecil Taylor,
Gastr Del Sol,
Jacques Brel,
cv313,
Kurtis Blow,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Los Fastidios,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Frankie Knuckles,
Skarface,
Kaleidoscope,
This Heat,
Dark Day,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Knickerbockers,
Jimmy McGriff,
Robert Görl,
Delta 5,
Qualms,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Kerri Chandler,
Juan Atkins,
Schoolly D,
David Axelrod,
Shuggie Otis,
Chrome,
The Dead C,
LL Cool J,
The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds.
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.