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 New Zealand and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Monks to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel. All the underground hits.
All Albert Ayler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Soft Cell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thee Headcoats record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Unwound,
Unrelated Segments,
Big Daddy Kane,
the Bar-Kays,
B.T. Express,
Fear,
Nirvana,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Fort Wilson Riot,
James White and The Blacks,
Fad Gadget,
Angry Samoans,
KRS-One,
Stockholm Monsters,
A Certain Ratio,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Metal Thangz,
Swans,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Ludus,
Morten Harket,
Dead Boys,
The Cramps,
Buzzcocks,
Jawbox,
Gabor Szabo,
Matthew Halsall,
Roger Hodgson,
Half Japanese,
Arcadia,
The Moleskins,
The Young Rascals,
The Real Kids,
FM Einheit,
Rotary Connection,
Jesper Dahlback,
One Last Wish,
Aaron Thompson,
Scion,
Agitation Free,
Nick Fraelich,
Traffic Nightmare,
Robert Görl,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Fatback Band,
The Doors,
Joensuu 1685,
The Gap Band,
The Divine Comedy,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Doobie Brothers,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Severed Heads,
Camouflage,
Fugazi,
John Holt,
Zero Boys,
Ohio Players,
Albert Ayler,
the Soft Cell,
The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines.
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.