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 Uzbekistan and from London.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 oboe 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 Marshall Jefferson to the funk 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 Tommy Roe. All the underground hits.
All Stockholm Monsters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABC 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 mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soulsonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Modern Lovers,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Grey Daturas,
The Doobie Brothers,
Ten City,
Roger Hodgson,
Cecil Taylor,
Rufus Thomas,
The Count Five,
B.T. Express,
Danielle Patucci,
The Durutti Column,
Gichy Dan,
Sparks,
Erykah Badu,
the Slits,
Stiv Bators,
Unrelated Segments,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Jerry's Kids,
Depeche Mode,
Funkadelic,
kango's stein massive,
Bill Near,
Severed Heads,
Silicon Teens,
Hasil Adkins,
Little Man,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Man Parrish,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Japan,
Drexciya,
R.M.O.,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Lucky Dragons,
Scion,
Ponytail,
the Germs,
The Neon Judgement,
Spoonie Gee,
Boogie Down Productions,
Ice-T,
Easy Going,
Joey Negro,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Lower 48,
The Barracudas,
Circle Jerks,
The Mummies,
Joensuu 1685,
Intrusion,
Cybotron,
The Electric Prunes,
Pylon,
The Tremeloes,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Black Moon,
Brass Construction,
The Zeros,
T.S.O.L.,
AZ, AZ, AZ, AZ.
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.