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 Nepal and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 mellotron 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 Fear to the rock 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 Banda Bassotti. All the underground hits.
All Ronnie Foster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alphaville 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Skatalites record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Siglo XX,
Archie Shepp,
Black Flag,
Scratch Acid,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The New Christs,
Jacob Miller,
Soft Machine,
The Blues Magoos,
U.S. Maple,
Sight & Sound,
The Birthday Party,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Cowsills,
Vainqueur,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Technova,
Ponytail,
Rhythm & Sound,
Sonny Sharrock,
Basic Channel,
The Smiths,
Q65,
Pulsallama,
Shoche,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Dark Day,
Supertramp,
The Searchers,
The Mummies,
Pantaleimon,
The Index,
Dual Sessions,
The Zeros,
Massinfluence,
Arcadia,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Young Marble Giants,
Amazonics,
The Music Machine,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Spoonie Gee,
Ronan,
The Gories,
Monolake,
Big Daddy Kane,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sex Pistols,
JFA,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
One Last Wish,
Derrick May,
Jerry's Kids,
Flamin' Groovies,
Au Pairs,
Clear Light,
Sonic Youth,
UT,
Masters at Work,
The Fugs,
Wings, Wings, Wings, Wings.
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.