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 Greece and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 mellotron 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 Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark 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 The J.B.'s. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bronski Beat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sly & The Family Stone record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeru the Damaja,
The Selecter,
The Mummies,
The Sound,
Groovy Waters,
Mr. Review,
Kevin Saunderson,
Metal Thangz,
Bobby Sherman,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Kaleidoscope,
Los Fastidios,
Wire,
The Searchers,
Michelle Simonal,
Bluetip,
DJ Sneak,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Magazine,
Ossler,
The Misunderstood,
Lungfish,
The Move,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Public Enemy,
Laurel Aitken,
Rhythm & Sound,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Warsaw,
Ultimate Spinach,
Curtis Mayfield,
E-Dancer,
Bill Near,
John Cale,
Flipper,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Massinfluence,
Depeche Mode,
Roxette,
Arcadia,
Wasted Youth,
Leonard Cohen,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Deadbeat,
Soft Cell,
Harpers Bizarre,
Jeff Mills,
Pantytec,
Franke,
Excepter,
The Kinks,
Blake Baxter,
Rod Modell,
New York Dolls,
The Smiths,
Marshall Jefferson,
Nas,
Swans,
Chris Corsano,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Man Parrish,
Youth Brigade,
One Last Wish,
Alphaville, Alphaville, Alphaville, Alphaville.
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.