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 Bahamas and from Philadelphia.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Tokyo.
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 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 Joensuu 1685 to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Scott Walker. All the underground hits.
All Roxy Music tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Association 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Funkadelic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Howard Jones,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Erykah Badu,
Das Ding,
Flipper,
Todd Rundgren,
EPMD,
Average White Band,
Judy Mowatt,
Rhythm & Sound,
Chrome,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Angels of Light,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Victims,
Subhumans,
The Toasters,
New Order,
Carl Craig,
Negative Approach,
The Vogues,
Junior Murvin,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Lalann,
Lindisfarne,
Pharoah Sanders,
Radiohead,
Scratch Acid,
Zapp,
Procol Harum,
Letta Mbulu,
Deakin,
Roy Ayers,
Icehouse,
Motorama,
Model 500,
The Five Americans,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Last Poets,
The Beau Brummels,
Whodini,
Jacques Brel,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Sound,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Neu!,
Henry Cow,
Peter & Gordon,
Roxette,
Public Enemy,
Bronski Beat,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Fortunes,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Young Rascals,
Bluetip,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Fugazi,
Japan,
Bang On A Can,
The Barracudas, The Barracudas, The Barracudas, The Barracudas.
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.