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 Monaco and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 Lou Reed 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 Second Layer to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Gap Band. All the underground hits.
All The Red Krayola tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yellowson 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?
UT,
Sam Rivers,
Alton Ellis,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Donald Byrd,
The Fire Engines,
Lyres,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Nik Kershaw,
Depeche Mode,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Harpers Bizarre,
Oblivians,
Camberwell Now,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Dave Gahan,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Archie Shepp,
Interpol,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Rhythm & Sound,
Dark Day,
The Mummies,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Bush Tetras,
Maurizio,
The Cramps,
Pet Shop Boys,
Audionom,
Desert Stars,
EPMD,
Nirvana,
Danielle Patucci,
Easy Going,
The Real Kids,
Pylon,
Robert Hood,
Basic Channel,
Derrick May,
The Velvet Underground,
the Sonics,
Bronski Beat,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Agitation Free,
The Searchers,
Tom Boy,
The Dead C,
Procol Harum,
AZ,
Boogie Down Productions,
Idris Muhammad,
Dennis Brown,
Prince Buster,
Smog,
Graham Central Station,
Harry Pussy,
Marvin Gaye,
Fear,
Quando Quango,
Fluxion, Fluxion, Fluxion, Fluxion.
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.