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 Brazil and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 This Heat to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Jeff Mills. All the underground hits.
All The Golliwogs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Urselle record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 a mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cowsills record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
AZ,
CMW,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Techniques,
Brothers Johnson,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Make Up,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Ronnie Foster,
The Gories,
Theoretical Girls,
Traffic Nightmare,
Anakelly,
Ultra Naté,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Robert Hood,
Danielle Patucci,
Tubeway Army,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Prince Buster,
Pulsallama,
The Beau Brummels,
Cecil Taylor,
the Bar-Kays,
The Seeds,
Ice-T,
Ludus,
The Evens,
The Raincoats,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Althea and Donna,
Black Bananas,
Camberwell Now,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Avey Tare,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Busters,
Darondo,
ABC,
Gastr Del Sol,
Joe Smooth,
Oneida,
Man Parrish,
Quando Quango,
Matthew Halsall,
Bill Near,
Lightning Bolt,
KRS-One,
The Durutti Column,
Black Flag,
Fear,
Guru Guru,
The Monochrome Set,
Warren Ellis,
The Cramps,
John Holt,
The United States of America,
The Selecter,
Wings,
Dawn Penn,
It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day.
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.