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 Kenya and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Sao Paulo.
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 guitar 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 Warren Ellis to the techno 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 The Fall. All the underground hits.
All Dead Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warren Ellis 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 a rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delta 5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Pierre Henry,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Ossler,
La Düsseldorf,
Eurythmics,
The Cramps,
Hasil Adkins,
Henry Cow,
Organ,
Slave,
D'Angelo,
Robert Görl,
Robert Hood,
Heaven 17,
Reuben Wilson,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Junior Murvin,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Young Rascals,
Aural Exciters,
The Sound,
Amon Düül,
The Cure,
The Busters,
The Happenings,
Sixth Finger,
Cal Tjader,
Grauzone,
Franke,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Leaves,
the Slits,
Ronnie Foster,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Peter and Kerry,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Charles Mingus,
The Seeds,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The United States of America,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Suicide,
The Kinks,
Archie Shepp,
the Bar-Kays,
Lucky Dragons,
Scientists,
Morten Harket,
Al Stewart,
June Days,
The Trojans,
Stetsasonic,
Rosa Yemen,
Rufus Thomas,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Cosmic Jokers,
OOIOO,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza.
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.