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 Gambia and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Jeff Mills. All the underground hits.
All Erasure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boz Scaggs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a X-101 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Junior Murvin,
Sound Behaviour,
Shoche,
the Bar-Kays,
Japan,
Freddie Wadling,
Aural Exciters,
the Association,
Zapp,
David McCallum,
Cameo,
Man Parrish,
Grandmaster Flash,
Ultravox,
The Real Kids,
Public Enemy,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Sparks,
X-101,
Mission of Burma,
This Heat,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Lightning Bolt,
Traffic Nightmare,
Simply Red,
Matthew Bourne,
Surgeon,
cv313,
John Foxx,
Kerri Chandler,
Matthew Halsall,
Jeru the Damaja,
Bootsy Collins,
Isaac Hayes,
Vladislav Delay,
Angry Samoans,
AZ,
Piero Umiliani,
Joey Negro,
The Fuzztones,
Derrick May,
Severed Heads,
Josef K,
Gabor Szabo,
Easy Going,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Moleskins,
Bauhaus,
Ohio Players,
The Smoke,
Quadrant,
Dave Gahan,
MC5,
ABC,
The Fugs,
Unrelated Segments,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple.
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.