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 Belgium and from Houston.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines. All the underground hits.
All Circle Jerks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Andrew Hill record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 spring reverb and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Germs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Von Mondo,
Stiv Bators,
The Pop Group,
Moss Icon,
Arcadia,
Supertramp,
Simply Red,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Lou Christie,
The Index,
Blake Baxter,
Sugar Minott,
Angry Samoans,
Outsiders,
Byron Stingily,
Ultra Naté,
Harry Pussy,
Soul Sonic Force,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Roger Hodgson,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Lungfish,
Soft Cell,
Tomorrow,
Isaac Hayes,
Maurizio,
the Human League,
Delon & Dalcan,
Oneida,
The Stooges,
Drive Like Jehu,
Erykah Badu,
Unwound,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Rapeman,
OOIOO,
Black Sheep,
Brothers Johnson,
Scan 7,
Mark Hollis,
Ohio Players,
The Vogues,
Barrington Levy,
June of 44,
Marine Girls,
Colin Newman,
Alphaville,
Faraquet,
Joe Smooth,
Bang On A Can,
Wings,
Maleditus Sound,
T.S.O.L.,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Ronan,
The Martian,
Thee Headcoats,
Mission of Burma,
Susan Cadogan,
Duran Duran,
John Coltrane,
Make Up, Make Up, Make Up, Make Up.
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.