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 Pakistan and from Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Columbus.
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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the linndrum 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 The Buckinghams to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Lindisfarne. All the underground hits.
All Yusef Lateef tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lakeside record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
ABC,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Traffic Nightmare,
Lungfish,
Freddie Wadling,
Tres Demented,
K-Klass,
Cecil Taylor,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Mandrill,
Public Image Ltd.,
Arab on Radar,
Youth Brigade,
Ken Boothe,
Porter Ricks,
Bizarre Inc.,
Section 25,
Roxette,
T.S.O.L.,
The Moleskins,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Todd Terry,
Fela Kuti,
Royal Trux,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Aswad,
Joey Negro,
Rekid,
China Crisis,
Rakim,
The Skatalites,
Robert Wyatt,
Soulsonic Force,
Bang On A Can,
Ludus,
Barry Ungar,
The Velvet Underground,
David McCallum,
Cameo,
The Happenings,
Depeche Mode,
Rotary Connection,
Thompson Twins,
Alton Ellis,
Flamin' Groovies,
Godley & Creme,
Eurythmics,
Basic Channel,
Outsiders,
Scratch Acid,
Letta Mbulu,
Zero Boys,
Black Sheep,
Agitation Free,
The Cure,
Lindisfarne,
Cymande,
The Black Dice,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
DNA, DNA, DNA, DNA.
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.