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 Nauru and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 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 Vaughan Mason & Crew to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Skriet. All the underground hits.
All Ten City tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Angels of Light & Akron/Family 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter & Gordon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Vogues,
The Shadows of Knight,
Lucky Dragons,
Althea and Donna,
Peter & Gordon,
The Slits,
Bobby Sherman,
The Searchers,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Fear,
Delon & Dalcan,
Yellowson,
Unwound,
Moebius,
Von Mondo,
Vladislav Delay,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Soul Sonic Force,
Brick,
Scientists,
The Velvet Underground,
The Birthday Party,
Rakim,
Jeff Mills,
Lalann,
Mars,
The Skatalites,
T. Rex,
Lou Christie,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Monochrome Set,
Moss Icon,
Essential Logic,
Pylon,
Aswad,
Soulsonic Force,
Heaven 17,
John Foxx,
Nico,
Curtis Mayfield,
Man Eating Sloth,
Easy Going,
Jacob Miller,
Harpers Bizarre,
Scott Walker,
Alphaville,
Byron Stingily,
Sugar Minott,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Toni Rubio,
Dual Sessions,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Al Stewart,
the Association,
Lightning Bolt,
the Normal,
The Electric Prunes,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Saccharine Trust,
Whodini,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken.
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.