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 Turkey and from Lille.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Busters to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Drexciya. All the underground hits.
All Thee Headcoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Audionom 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DeepChord presents Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jacob Miller,
Barry Ungar,
Yellowson,
Crooked Eye,
Lower 48,
Nik Kershaw,
Silicon Teens,
The Pop Group,
Boz Scaggs,
Gabor Szabo,
Metal Thangz,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Slits,
Flamin' Groovies,
ABC,
Eden Ahbez,
Fela Kuti,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Names,
The Techniques,
Wire,
Prince Buster,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Gories,
Dead Boys,
Inner City,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Fatback Band,
Marshall Jefferson,
It's A Beautiful Day,
the Fania All-Stars,
Television,
Sam Rivers,
Scan 7,
Warren Ellis,
Smog,
Animal Collective,
Hasil Adkins,
Sister Nancy,
The Flesh Eaters,
the Normal,
Dark Day,
Motorama,
Terrestrial Tones,
Jandek,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Monochrome Set,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Music Machine,
Tres Demented,
Bauhaus,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Radio Birdman,
The Walker Brothers,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Procol Harum,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Roger Hodgson,
Crime,
The Misunderstood,
Peter & Gordon,
The Index, The Index, The Index, The Index.
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.