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 Mongolia and from Jakarta.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 Lower 48 to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 John Cale. All the underground hits.
All Rapeman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neu! record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Don Cherry,
Masters at Work,
Ponytail,
The Fire Engines,
The Modern Lovers,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bobby Sherman,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Agent Orange,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Associates,
Clear Light,
The Martian,
Boogie Down Productions,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Blossom Toes,
Gang Starr,
Mr. Review,
Los Fastidios,
Harmonia,
Freddie Wadling,
Throbbing Gristle,
Skarface,
Nico,
The United States of America,
a-ha,
Drexciya,
Flash Fearless,
Essential Logic,
the Soft Cell,
The Golliwogs,
Alphaville,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Rites of Spring,
Lou Christie,
The Grass Roots,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Rapeman,
Surgeon,
A Certain Ratio,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Happenings,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Motions,
Terrestrial Tones,
Mandrill,
Lee Hazlewood,
X-Ray Spex,
the Association,
Lindisfarne,
Television Personalities,
Massinfluence,
Tomorrow,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Sight & Sound,
Animal Collective,
Youth Brigade,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Davy DMX, Davy DMX, Davy DMX, Davy DMX.
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.