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 Morocco and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 Captain Beefheart 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 These Immortal Souls to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Shadows of Knight. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every A Certain Ratio 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Essential Logic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Ice-T,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Fat Boys,
Shuggie Otis,
Public Enemy,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Subhumans,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Josef K,
Delon & Dalcan,
Unrelated Segments,
Make Up,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Slits,
Marc Almond,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Circle Jerks,
T. Rex,
Wolf Eyes,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Matthew Halsall,
Con Funk Shun,
Gichy Dan,
Franke,
Dennis Brown,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Reagan Youth,
Al Stewart,
Brand Nubian,
the Association,
Toni Rubio,
H. Thieme,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Detroit Cobras,
Donny Hathaway,
Letta Mbulu,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Pole,
Wasted Youth,
X-Ray Spex,
Monolake,
Kurtis Blow,
The Fugs,
the Slits,
The Cowsills,
JFA,
a-ha,
Masters at Work,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Cure,
Sonny Sharrock,
Fugazi,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Wings,
Scan 7,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Icehouse,
The Human League,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party.
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.