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 Taiwan and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Jakarta.
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 sitar 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 Joe Smooth to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Yellowson. All the underground hits.
All Aswad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Görl 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Shadows of Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Reuben Wilson,
Sonic Youth,
Donny Hathaway,
Bill Near,
Absolute Body Control,
The Cramps,
Bronski Beat,
John Foxx,
Soft Cell,
Pylon,
Crispian St. Peters,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Happenings,
Minny Pops,
Matthew Bourne,
Jawbox,
Buzzcocks,
Grauzone,
Pantaleimon,
Curtis Mayfield,
Scrapy,
The Beau Brummels,
Bang On A Can,
New Order,
Nirvana,
10cc,
Shoche,
ABC,
Piero Umiliani,
Agent Orange,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
LL Cool J,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Malaria!,
Kevin Saunderson,
Bob Dylan,
AZ,
The Names,
Dorothy Ashby,
Clear Light,
Kas Product,
Fluxion,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Misunderstood,
Wasted Youth,
The Busters,
Mars,
Laurel Aitken,
The Saints,
One Last Wish,
Quadrant,
Sonny Sharrock,
Radiohead,
Cymande,
Second Layer,
MC5,
David McCallum,
Steve Hackett,
Slave,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza.
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.