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 Australia and from Bremen.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Salvador.
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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Neil Young to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Sixth Finger. All the underground hits.
All Boz Scaggs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cameo 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlbäck record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Anthony Braxton,
Negative Approach,
Ash Ra Tempel,
DJ Style,
Silicon Teens,
Ornette Coleman,
Janne Schatter,
Guru Guru,
Flash Fearless,
Pussy Galore,
Magma,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Johnny Clarke,
Outsiders,
Howard Jones,
The Blackbyrds,
Max Romeo,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Graham Central Station,
Sonny Sharrock,
Fugazi,
Black Sheep,
Cheater Slicks,
Brand Nubian,
Gang of Four,
Thee Headcoats,
Nik Kershaw,
Barclay James Harvest,
New York Dolls,
Agent Orange,
Unwound,
Roy Ayers,
The Mummies,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Metal Thangz,
Junior Murvin,
Radio Birdman,
Grandmaster Flash,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Kenny Larkin,
Pagans,
Second Layer,
Bluetip,
Soul Sonic Force,
10cc,
Chris Corsano,
Tom Boy,
Slave,
Smog,
Minor Threat,
Tres Demented,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Cecil Taylor,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Nas,
The Names,
Harpers Bizarre,
Warren Ellis,
Byron Stingily,
Erasure, Erasure, Erasure, Erasure.
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.