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 Antigua and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Tehran.
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 theremin 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 Wings to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Sam Rivers. All the underground hits.
All Larry & the Blue Notes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Divine Comedy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Niagra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronnie Foster,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Bobby Sherman,
Cymande,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Rites of Spring,
Fifty Foot Hose,
World's Most,
Icehouse,
D'Angelo,
MC5,
The Zeros,
Excepter,
Public Enemy,
In Retrospect,
Theoretical Girls,
cv313,
Livin' Joy,
Nation of Ulysses,
The New Christs,
LL Cool J,
EPMD,
Intrusion,
Grey Daturas,
Marmalade,
Minny Pops,
The Young Rascals,
Derrick Morgan,
Robert Görl,
Flash Fearless,
Vladislav Delay,
Echospace,
KRS-One,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Zapp,
Maleditus Sound,
Scientists,
The Music Machine,
UT,
Albert Ayler,
John Holt,
The Remains,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Jimmy McGriff,
Scratch Acid,
Bauhaus,
T. Rex,
Chris & Cosey,
A Certain Ratio,
Prince Buster,
Bad Manners,
Depeche Mode,
Sonny Sharrock,
Al Stewart,
Hardrive,
The Happenings,
Crispy Ambulance,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Avey Tare,
The Dead C, The Dead C, The Dead C, The Dead C.
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.