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 Japan and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Milan.
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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Delta 5 to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Womack tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Golliwogs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Beasts of Bourbon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Velvet Underground,
Brass Construction,
Donald Byrd,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Unwound,
Avey Tare,
The Beau Brummels,
Sonic Youth,
Derrick Morgan,
Robert Hood,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sällskapet,
Rufus Thomas,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Lindisfarne,
Q and Not U,
Siglo XX,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Tommy Roe,
Nirvana,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Busters,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Jawbox,
Schoolly D,
Royal Trux,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Kaleidoscope,
Joensuu 1685,
Sister Nancy,
The Neon Judgement,
Make Up,
EPMD,
Ohio Players,
World's Most,
The Invisible,
Black Bananas,
Grauzone,
The Gladiators,
Barclay James Harvest,
This Heat,
Anthony Braxton,
One Last Wish,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Fuzztones,
Scratch Acid,
The Cowsills,
a-ha,
Quadrant,
Don Cherry,
Marshall Jefferson,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Moleskins,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Ultravox,
Fifty Foot Hose,
John Foxx,
Amon Düül II,
Erasure,
10cc,
The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band.
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.