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 United States and from Halifax.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Jawbox to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Leaves. All the underground hits.
All The Names tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moss Icon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Traffic Nightmare record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Sonics,
Eve St. Jones,
Hot Snakes,
The Smoke,
Eli Mardock,
Sugar Minott,
T.S.O.L.,
Los Fastidios,
ABC,
Slick Rick,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Marcia Griffiths,
Half Japanese,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
A Flock of Seagulls,
10cc,
The Gories,
John Lydon,
Masters at Work,
The Barracudas,
Nik Kershaw,
Ohio Players,
Black Pus,
Massinfluence,
Boz Scaggs,
Thompson Twins,
Sister Nancy,
Ultravox,
Gang Gang Dance,
Franke,
Boredoms,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Unwound,
Suburban Knight,
kango's stein massive,
Severed Heads,
Symarip,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Metal Thangz,
Eric Dolphy,
Nirvana,
Derrick May,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
ABBA,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Audionom,
Skarface,
The Fuzztones,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Aaron Thompson,
Lyres,
Radiopuhelimet,
Absolute Body Control,
Jawbox,
Lightning Bolt,
Barry Ungar, Barry Ungar, Barry Ungar, Barry Ungar.
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.