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 Nicaragua and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 the Slits to the rock 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 Severed Heads. All the underground hits.
All ABBA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Country Joe & The Fish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Normal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aaron Thompson,
The Pretty Things,
Darondo,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Mission of Burma,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
D'Angelo,
Lou Reed,
The Moleskins,
Gang Gang Dance,
Alison Limerick,
Thompson Twins,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Qualms,
Ludus,
Camberwell Now,
ABC,
Visage,
Fear,
Metal Thangz,
Eden Ahbez,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Roger Hodgson,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Monochrome Set,
Masters at Work,
K-Klass,
Barclay James Harvest,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Shoche,
Livin' Joy,
Andrew Hill,
Magazine,
Nas,
the Human League,
Tubeway Army,
Rapeman,
Juan Atkins,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Yellowson,
Guru Guru,
Rotary Connection,
Jesper Dahlback,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
the Sonics,
Pantaleimon,
The Last Poets,
10cc,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Soul Sonic Force,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Radiohead,
Alton Ellis,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Swell Maps,
Moebius,
Arab on Radar,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Sonics, The Sonics, The Sonics, The Sonics.
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.