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 Kiribati and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 Lyon and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Alarm Clocks. All the underground hits.
All The Zeros tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Girls At Our Best! 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rekid record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aloha Tigers,
Agitation Free,
The Buckinghams,
Magma,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Stooges,
Janne Schatter,
Susan Cadogan,
Lyres,
Pole,
Boz Scaggs,
Judy Mowatt,
Minor Threat,
Mo-Dettes,
Bluetip,
T.S.O.L.,
Toni Rubio,
Marmalade,
The Detroit Cobras,
Flamin' Groovies,
Talk Talk,
Au Pairs,
Drive Like Jehu,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bill Wells,
Deadbeat,
The Neon Judgement,
Jandek,
Marshall Jefferson,
Gichy Dan,
The Birthday Party,
Thee Headcoats,
Cal Tjader,
Negative Approach,
The Offenders,
Funkadelic,
Massinfluence,
Camberwell Now,
Model 500,
F. McDonald,
Heaven 17,
Junior Murvin,
Danielle Patucci,
Swans,
New York Dolls,
The Music Machine,
MDC,
The Tremeloes,
Gregory Isaacs,
Johnny Osbourne,
Easy Going,
Delon & Dalcan,
Jacob Miller,
Sandy B,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Velvet Underground,
Q and Not U, Q and Not U, Q and Not U, Q and Not U.
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.