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 Laos and from Milan.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Magazine to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Subhumans. All the underground hits.
All The Moleskins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Adolescents 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fifty Foot Hose,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Althea and Donna,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Glenn Branca,
Blancmange,
Cybotron,
Thee Headcoats,
Siglo XX,
Nas,
Grauzone,
Lightning Bolt,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Das Ding,
Crooked Eye,
Arcadia,
Vainqueur,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Martian,
Faraquet,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Albert Ayler,
Lakeside,
Technova,
Hashim,
Motorama,
Sonic Youth,
The Vogues,
Aural Exciters,
cv313,
Rekid,
Al Stewart,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Magazine,
Liliput,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Minutemen,
The Music Machine,
Girls At Our Best!,
AZ,
Sound Behaviour,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Visage,
The Barracudas,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Lalo Schifrin,
Cymande,
Stockholm Monsters,
In Retrospect,
Bob Dylan,
This Heat,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The New Christs,
Easy Going,
The Happenings,
Youth Brigade,
Jawbox,
Black Flag,
The Grass Roots,
Fluxion, Fluxion, Fluxion, Fluxion.
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.