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 Cape Verde and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 disco 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 Ponytail. All the underground hits.
All Roy Ayers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visage record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minor Threat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiohead,
Minutemen,
Masters at Work,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
the Normal,
Panda Bear,
Bobby Sherman,
Lower 48,
Joe Finger,
Piero Umiliani,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Joy Division,
Moby Grape,
The Fortunes,
the Association,
Scientists,
Joey Negro,
Model 500,
Fatback Band,
Morten Harket,
New Age Steppers,
Harpers Bizarre,
Lightning Bolt,
Brand Nubian,
Amazonics,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Raincoats,
MC5,
Nirvana,
The Zeros,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Stetsasonic,
Nick Fraelich,
Echospace,
10cc,
Sun City Girls,
Skarface,
Tommy Roe,
The Skatalites,
Roy Ayers,
Jeff Lynne,
The Fuzztones,
Y Pants,
The Human League,
Sällskapet,
New York Dolls,
Bizarre Inc.,
Archie Shepp,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
This Heat,
The Blues Magoos,
Gabor Szabo,
U.S. Maple,
Q65,
Sonic Youth,
Junior Murvin,
Pere Ubu,
F. McDonald,
Little Man,
Brothers Johnson,
Cymande,
Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen.
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.