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 France and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Lalann 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 Pole. All the underground hits.
All Simply Red tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Icehouse record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 spring reverb and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Skatalites,
Ultravox,
Lou Reed,
Laurel Aitken,
Q and Not U,
Bad Manners,
Popol Vuh,
Niagra,
OOIOO,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Count Five,
Loose Ends,
Bang On A Can,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
JFA,
Janne Schatter,
Parry Music,
The Selecter,
The Fugs,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Ultra Naté,
Joe Finger,
Altered Images,
Byron Stingily,
The Music Machine,
Flash Fearless,
AZ,
Kas Product,
Groovy Waters,
Gil Scott Heron,
Joyce Sims,
Throbbing Gristle,
Thee Headcoats,
The Standells,
Roxy Music,
Tubeway Army,
Royal Trux,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ronan,
Gastr Del Sol,
Soul II Soul,
Dual Sessions,
Adolescents,
Gong,
Underground Resistance,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Derrick Morgan,
Black Bananas,
PIL,
Lakeside,
Michelle Simonal,
Bobby Sherman,
Magazine,
Kayak,
June Days,
The Monks,
ABC,
Be Bop Deluxe,
T.S.O.L.,
Theoretical Girls, Theoretical Girls, Theoretical Girls, Theoretical Girls.
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.