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 Togo and from Winnipeg.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Bologna.
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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
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 Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz. All the underground hits.
All Gary Puckett & The Union Gap tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Human League 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Birthday Party record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
OOIOO,
Angry Samoans,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Trojans,
Can,
Mandrill,
Marshall Jefferson,
Mantronix,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Letta Mbulu,
Public Image Ltd.,
Massinfluence,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Howard Jones,
Rakim,
Underground Resistance,
Joyce Sims,
Easy Going,
Franke,
Pantaleimon,
Faraquet,
China Crisis,
Depeche Mode,
Malaria!,
PIL,
La Düsseldorf,
Roxette,
Lee Hazlewood,
Iggy Pop,
Fluxion,
Ponytail,
Nation of Ulysses,
Morten Harket,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Danielle Patucci,
MC5,
Eurythmics,
Barclay James Harvest,
Sound Behaviour,
Fugazi,
The Skatalites,
Nico,
Scrapy,
Chris & Cosey,
Ossler,
Flash Fearless,
X-102,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Cecil Taylor,
Eve St. Jones,
John Cale,
Prince Buster,
Basic Channel,
Visage,
The Cure,
Infiniti,
The Monks,
Unrelated Segments,
New Order,
Jacob Miller,
Crispy Ambulance, Crispy Ambulance, Crispy Ambulance, Crispy Ambulance.
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.