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 St Lucia and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Alton Ellis to the grime 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 The Gap Band. All the underground hits.
All Adolescents tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Human League 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Von Mondo,
Youth Brigade,
The New Christs,
Blancmange,
Audionom,
Wally Richardson,
Sparks,
Connie Case,
Intrusion,
Davy DMX,
Dual Sessions,
John Lydon,
John Coltrane,
LL Cool J,
Symarip,
The Standells,
R.M.O.,
Fatback Band,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Shadows of Knight,
Pulsallama,
MDC,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
KRS-One,
The Electric Prunes,
Joensuu 1685,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Cal Tjader,
Marcia Griffiths,
Wings,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Arthur Verocai,
Eli Mardock,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Zeros,
Blossom Toes,
Clear Light,
Stetsasonic,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Rekid,
Sun Ra,
Nik Kershaw,
Bronski Beat,
Lucky Dragons,
Man Eating Sloth,
Alison Limerick,
Gregory Isaacs,
Hardrive,
Half Japanese,
Bill Near,
The Move,
Jimmy McGriff,
Peter and Kerry,
Radio Birdman,
Wire,
Judy Mowatt,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Barbara Tucker,
Curtis Mayfield,
La Düsseldorf,
Kerri Chandler,
The Wake,
Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus.
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.