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 Belize and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 Winnipeg and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Ludus to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Arcadia. All the underground hits.
All Thee Headcoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David Bowie 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swell Maps record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
U.S. Maple,
James White and The Blacks,
Mark Hollis,
Althea and Donna,
Smog,
Howard Jones,
Franke,
Davy DMX,
The Techniques,
The Toasters,
Lou Christie,
Cymande,
The Associates,
The Remains,
Joyce Sims,
Peter & Gordon,
E-Dancer,
Jawbox,
Livin' Joy,
Kenny Larkin,
Radiopuhelimet,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Oneida,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
John Cale,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Rakim,
Sparks,
Ituana,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Masters at Work,
Matthew Bourne,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Ash Ra Tempel,
New Order,
Swell Maps,
Mo-Dettes,
Moss Icon,
Archie Shepp,
Thee Headcoats,
The Walker Brothers,
Dark Day,
June of 44,
Suburban Knight,
Joe Smooth,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Jeff Lynne,
New York Dolls,
Kaleidoscope,
This Heat,
Symarip,
Marvin Gaye,
World's Most,
Theoretical Girls,
Grey Daturas,
Lower 48,
Brass Construction,
Kas Product,
Dual Sessions,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Urselle,
Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal.
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.