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 Thailand and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Qualms to the grunge 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 Smoke. All the underground hits.
All Metal Thangz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Archie Shepp record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Barracudas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Invisible,
The Smiths,
Magma,
Eric Copeland,
Kenny Larkin,
AZ,
Girls At Our Best!,
Gastr Del Sol,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Nirvana,
Ossler,
Eve St. Jones,
The Alarm Clocks,
Sonic Youth,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Monks,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Easy Going,
Bauhaus,
The Dirtbombs,
China Crisis,
The Barracudas,
The Smoke,
The Martian,
Anthony Braxton,
Ponytail,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Brand Nubian,
Joy Division,
Visage,
kango's stein massive,
Outsiders,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Todd Terry,
Mr. Review,
Max Romeo,
Stiv Bators,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Ice-T,
Jacques Brel,
Derrick Morgan,
OOIOO,
Moebius,
Harpers Bizarre,
Flipper,
Barry Ungar,
Basic Channel,
Josef K,
Sun Ra,
Skaos,
One Last Wish,
Schoolly D,
Piero Umiliani,
Rekid,
Lindisfarne,
T. Rex,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Underground Resistance,
Joey Negro,
Jesper Dahlback,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Hasil Adkins,
The Litter,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.