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 Qatar and from Seoul.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk to the funk 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 Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra. All the underground hits.
All Malaria! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Saints record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Michelle Simonal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warsaw,
Ronan,
One Last Wish,
Gong,
Schoolly D,
Rites of Spring,
R.M.O.,
The Detroit Cobras,
Grey Daturas,
Main Source,
Todd Terry,
Quando Quango,
DJ Style,
Black Sheep,
Jimmy McGriff,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
the Soft Cell,
Graham Central Station,
Juan Atkins,
Fear,
Thompson Twins,
Skriet,
Pulsallama,
Sällskapet,
Tomorrow,
Shoche,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
10cc,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Spandau Ballet,
Donald Byrd,
Dawn Penn,
Dual Sessions,
K-Klass,
Bob Dylan,
Eden Ahbez,
Bizarre Inc.,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Litter,
Magazine,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Bill Near,
Sound Behaviour,
The Mojo Men,
Stereo Dub,
Outsiders,
Whodini,
Robert Wyatt,
Oblivians,
The Wake,
Sarah Menescal,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Real Kids,
Brick,
Hardrive,
KRS-One,
Amon Düül II,
The Angels of Light,
Skaos,
Rufus Thomas,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Ponytail,
Cluster,
Urselle, Urselle, Urselle, Urselle.
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.