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 Spain and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 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 Black Flag to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Urselle. All the underground hits.
All Lalann tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kayak record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mark Hollis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
ABBA,
Grey Daturas,
Shuggie Otis,
The Buckinghams,
Matthew Halsall,
The Zeros,
Von Mondo,
Peter and Kerry,
Crispian St. Peters,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Oneida,
Brothers Johnson,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Susan Cadogan,
H. Thieme,
Aaron Thompson,
Rod Modell,
Anthony Braxton,
Drexciya,
The Sound,
Fifty Foot Hose,
the Bar-Kays,
Delon & Dalcan,
Minnie Riperton,
The Offenders,
The Happenings,
Nik Kershaw,
the Human League,
Heaven 17,
Piero Umiliani,
Rosa Yemen,
Jeff Lynne,
The Count Five,
Patti Smith,
Suburban Knight,
The Motions,
Joyce Sims,
Frankie Knuckles,
Sarah Menescal,
the Association,
Skarface,
Althea and Donna,
Glenn Branca,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Monochrome Set,
The Slits,
Zapp,
Magazine,
Section 25,
The Trojans,
Kevin Saunderson,
Grandmaster Flash,
Agitation Free,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Wally Richardson,
Loose Ends,
Bobby Byrd,
The Fugs,
Symarip, Symarip, Symarip, Symarip.
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.