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 Chad and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Halifax.
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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Colin Newman to the dance 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 Dead Boys. All the underground hits.
All Pylon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David McCallum record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 mellotron and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Blackbyrds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
a-ha,
Mad Mike,
Eric Copeland,
Kayak,
The Monks,
Young Marble Giants,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Grauzone,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Cal Tjader,
Sugar Minott,
Altered Images,
the Bar-Kays,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Albert Ayler,
Bobby Womack,
The Tremeloes,
E-Dancer,
Colin Newman,
JFA,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Animal Collective,
Joe Smooth,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Shadows of Knight,
ABBA,
Quantec,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Mantronix,
The Martian,
Aural Exciters,
Kas Product,
The Misunderstood,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Yusef Lateef,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Joensuu 1685,
Urselle,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Gregory Isaacs,
Steve Hackett,
Scratch Acid,
Jimmy McGriff,
Arab on Radar,
Eden Ahbez,
Josef K,
Von Mondo,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Bob Dylan,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Angry Samoans,
The Doobie Brothers,
Crooked Eye,
The Black Dice,
Magma, Magma, Magma, Magma.
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.