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 Benin and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Judy Mowatt to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Skaos. All the underground hits.
All Lyres tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cecil Taylor record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Make Up record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlback,
Von Mondo,
MDC,
OOIOO,
Dead Boys,
The Divine Comedy,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Hardrive,
Bobby Sherman,
Cecil Taylor,
The Motions,
Chris Corsano,
Section 25,
Visage,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Pantaleimon,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Icehouse,
Howard Jones,
Harpers Bizarre,
Yazoo,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Black Moon,
Ice-T,
Motorama,
Lakeside,
Swans,
Pharoah Sanders,
The J.B.'s,
Kas Product,
Aural Exciters,
Dual Sessions,
Theoretical Girls,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Raincoats,
Kurtis Blow,
Marine Girls,
Hot Snakes,
Basic Channel,
Stockholm Monsters,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Dawn Penn,
Qualms,
The Last Poets,
The Sonics,
Rhythm & Sound,
the Sonics,
ABBA,
The Electric Prunes,
Ultravox,
Joey Negro,
Donny Hathaway,
Khruangbin,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Toni Rubio,
Thompson Twins,
Ten City,
Chris & Cosey,
The Doors,
Slick Rick,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Magazine, Magazine, Magazine, Magazine.
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.