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 Somalia and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 oboe 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 The Martian to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Red Lorry Yellow Lorry. All the underground hits.
All Jerry's Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every OOIOO 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Urselle record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Curtis Mayfield,
Buzzcocks,
The Blackbyrds,
Absolute Body Control,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Vogues,
Simply Red,
The Searchers,
Man Parrish,
Jimmy McGriff,
Rotary Connection,
Throbbing Gristle,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Quando Quango,
Davy DMX,
The Slits,
Pussy Galore,
Carl Craig,
Sunsets and Hearts,
R.M.O.,
One Last Wish,
Angry Samoans,
The Moody Blues,
Avey Tare,
Tubeway Army,
Von Mondo,
Erasure,
Joe Finger,
Bronski Beat,
Goldenarms,
Byron Stingily,
The Mojo Men,
Girls At Our Best!,
Babytalk,
Pantaleimon,
The Monochrome Set,
L. Decosne,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Real Kids,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Eric Copeland,
Pulsallama,
Lou Reed,
Panda Bear,
Echospace,
Traffic Nightmare,
Pylon,
Alison Limerick,
Prince Buster,
Donald Byrd,
Bauhaus,
The Martian,
James White and The Blacks,
Reuben Wilson,
The Mummies,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Cure,
Sugar Minott,
JFA,
Thee Headcoats,
Depeche Mode,
Amon Düül,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson.
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.