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 Panama and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 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 China Crisis to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Rapeman. All the underground hits.
All Mr. Review tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nas 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gabor Szabo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warren Ellis,
New Order,
Das Ding,
Model 500,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lalann,
Barbara Tucker,
Dual Sessions,
Basic Channel,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Hasil Adkins,
Rotary Connection,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Bad Manners,
Fear,
Scan 7,
AZ,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Sister Nancy,
Peter and Kerry,
Mars,
Girls At Our Best!,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Symarip,
Roxette,
Aural Exciters,
Black Sheep,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Cal Tjader,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Magma,
Severed Heads,
The Last Poets,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Soul Sonic Force,
Fugazi,
Henry Cow,
Con Funk Shun,
Deadbeat,
FM Einheit,
Piero Umiliani,
Guru Guru,
T.S.O.L.,
Schoolly D,
Crispian St. Peters,
Kurtis Blow,
Lungfish,
The Zeros,
The Invisible,
The Toasters,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Andrew Hill,
The Knickerbockers,
The Walker Brothers,
The Smoke,
Mission of Burma,
Janne Schatter,
The Gap Band,
Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar.
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.