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 Mexico City.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 güiro 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the grunge 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 Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan. All the underground hits.
All Technova tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gun Club record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bush Tetras record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
One Last Wish,
Deakin,
Q and Not U,
The Cramps,
Average White Band,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Magma,
Radiopuhelimet,
Q65,
L. Decosne,
Wolf Eyes,
Easy Going,
Graham Central Station,
Dark Day,
Pylon,
the Association,
Pere Ubu,
Tomorrow,
Yellowson,
Avey Tare,
Howard Jones,
Hasil Adkins,
Leonard Cohen,
Von Mondo,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Duran Duran,
Motorama,
Intrusion,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
New Age Steppers,
Suburban Knight,
Spandau Ballet,
Gregory Isaacs,
Susan Cadogan,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Ituana,
Robert Hood,
Harmonia,
The Music Machine,
Khruangbin,
Half Japanese,
Bobby Sherman,
Glenn Branca,
Crash Course in Science,
The Blues Magoos,
Matthew Halsall,
Audionom,
The Flesh Eaters,
Black Pus,
Gastr Del Sol,
Oneida,
Sex Pistols,
Rhythm & Sound,
Eve St. Jones,
Boogie Down Productions,
Lindisfarne,
Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach.
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.