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 Australia and from Philadelphia.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Joensuu 1685 to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 EPMD. All the underground hits.
All Wire tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unrelated Segments record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cal Tjader,
Aloha Tigers,
Ultravox,
The Last Poets,
Electric Prunes,
Eli Mardock,
Kerrie Biddell,
Average White Band,
Danielle Patucci,
Gastr Del Sol,
Graham Central Station,
The Gun Club,
Minnie Riperton,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Mad Mike,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Matthew Halsall,
Anthony Braxton,
Ossler,
The Durutti Column,
Wire,
The Beau Brummels,
Simply Red,
Massinfluence,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Selecter,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Glambeats Corp.,
Scott Walker,
Babytalk,
Technova,
Tomorrow,
The Slackers,
The Leaves,
Ken Boothe,
Hoover,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Sex Pistols,
Gichy Dan,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Joe Finger,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Dead C,
John Foxx,
Al Stewart,
Warren Ellis,
Rod Modell,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Freddie Wadling,
Severed Heads,
F. McDonald,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Spandau Ballet,
Lou Reed,
DJ Sneak,
Barclay James Harvest,
Jeff Lynne,
Derrick May,
Ultimate Spinach,
Wolf Eyes,
Yaz,
Cheater Slicks,
Nas,
The Associates, The Associates, The Associates, The Associates.
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.