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 South Sudan and from Paris.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the güiro 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 Roy Ayers to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Adolescents. All the underground hits.
All The Motions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Saccharine Trust record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum 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 theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eden Ahbez,
Sparks,
Jacques Brel,
Young Marble Giants,
Todd Terry,
FM Einheit,
Alison Limerick,
Eric Copeland,
Saccharine Trust,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Toasters,
The Moody Blues,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Sugar Minott,
Soulsonic Force,
Cymande,
Thompson Twins,
The Stooges,
Kayak,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Sixth Finger,
Average White Band,
This Heat,
Little Man,
The American Breed,
Monolake,
Glambeats Corp.,
Nik Kershaw,
Tom Boy,
The Music Machine,
Wasted Youth,
Pantaleimon,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Animal Collective,
Agitation Free,
Ice-T,
Inner City,
La Düsseldorf,
Brothers Johnson,
Piero Umiliani,
The Leaves,
Altered Images,
The Gap Band,
Fugazi,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Buckinghams,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Smoke,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Camouflage,
Duran Duran,
Fad Gadget,
CMW,
The Residents,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Rakim,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Dirtbombs,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Black Flag,
Eric Dolphy,
Ponytail,
Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends.
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.