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 Belgium and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Chocolate Watch Band to the jazz 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 Inner City. All the underground hits.
All Moby Grape tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Little Man record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aaron Thompson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Monochrome Set,
Andrew Hill,
the Soft Cell,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Ronnie Foster,
Little Man,
Isaac Hayes,
48th St. Collective,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Excepter,
Thompson Twins,
the Human League,
Avey Tare,
The Music Machine,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Sam Rivers,
Alice Coltrane,
The Pretty Things,
Bluetip,
Jimmy McGriff,
Aloha Tigers,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Marine Girls,
Negative Approach,
Crash Course in Science,
Peter & Gordon,
Dual Sessions,
Main Source,
The Fortunes,
Kaleidoscope,
The Fuzztones,
Tubeway Army,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Loose Ends,
the Normal,
The Knickerbockers,
Ultimate Spinach,
Wings,
Schoolly D,
Barry Ungar,
Max Romeo,
Minor Threat,
Marc Almond,
Fear,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
David Bowie,
Whodini,
Circle Jerks,
Darondo,
Jacob Miller,
the Germs,
Wasted Youth,
Fluxion,
Franke,
Ohio Players,
Smog,
Scratch Acid,
The Toasters,
Easy Going,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins.
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.