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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 Manchester and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Louis and Bebe Barron. All the underground hits.
All The Dave Clark Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rites of Spring record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brass Construction record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bluetip,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Echospace,
Traffic Nightmare,
Ten City,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Connie Case,
Michelle Simonal,
X-102,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
the Germs,
Pere Ubu,
Section 25,
Yaz,
Parry Music,
Faraquet,
Rhythm & Sound,
Tres Demented,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Ultimate Spinach,
LL Cool J,
Oneida,
John Lydon,
The Doobie Brothers,
Marine Girls,
The Cowsills,
Average White Band,
Nirvana,
Little Man,
Albert Ayler,
Joey Negro,
Infiniti,
Icehouse,
Derrick May,
Kas Product,
The Golliwogs,
Aswad,
Black Flag,
The Gories,
Mr. Review,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Zapp,
The Busters,
E-Dancer,
Gang of Four,
World's Most,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
the Soft Cell,
The Zeros,
Rosa Yemen,
Gerry Rafferty,
Joe Smooth,
Glenn Branca,
Letta Mbulu,
Trumans Water,
Minor Threat,
The Residents,
The Mojo Men,
FM Einheit,
The Fortunes,
China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis.
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.