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 Ghana and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 mellotron 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 Kas Product to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Leonard Cohen. All the underground hits.
All Lafayette Afro Rock Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deakin 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cameo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marvin Gaye,
Kas Product,
Pierre Henry,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Scott Walker,
X-102,
The Techniques,
Glambeats Corp.,
Throbbing Gristle,
Infiniti,
Freddie Wadling,
Bronski Beat,
The Doobie Brothers,
Sexual Harrassment,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Black Pus,
Bobby Sherman,
Simply Red,
Ten City,
Jesper Dahlback,
Joy Division,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Magma,
A Certain Ratio,
The Smoke,
Maleditus Sound,
The Star Department,
Visage,
Spoonie Gee,
Lebanon Hanover,
Barrington Levy,
The Blues Magoos,
Lower 48,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Human League,
Black Moon,
Aswad,
The Monochrome Set,
The Invisible,
The Searchers,
Dave Gahan,
Flipper,
Shoche,
Juan Atkins,
Gang Green,
AZ,
Bauhaus,
Black Sheep,
LL Cool J,
Ronan,
Rod Modell,
the Human League,
The Flesh Eaters,
John Coltrane,
Slave,
Sun Ra,
The Gap Band,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
the Slits,
Moss Icon,
Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers.
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.