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 Nigeria and from Jakarta.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 mellotron 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 Ralphi Rosario to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 the Association. All the underground hits.
All The Happenings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gories record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marvin Gaye,
Gerry Rafferty,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Aural Exciters,
E-Dancer,
Marshall Jefferson,
the Association,
Unwound,
Dual Sessions,
The Monks,
Minny Pops,
Sun City Girls,
The Kinks,
Jimmy McGriff,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
ABBA,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Delta 5,
Boredoms,
The Flesh Eaters,
Hashim,
Rotary Connection,
The Smiths,
Eden Ahbez,
Junior Murvin,
Sexual Harrassment,
Niagra,
Judy Mowatt,
Das Ding,
Soft Cell,
Fat Boys,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Angels of Light,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Warsaw,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Graham Central Station,
The Divine Comedy,
the Slits,
Audionom,
The Stooges,
LL Cool J,
The Blues Magoos,
48th St. Collective,
Albert Ayler,
Excepter,
Procol Harum,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Swell Maps,
The Sonics,
a-ha,
The Velvet Underground,
Harry Pussy,
The Pretty Things,
Pierre Henry,
Flash Fearless,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
David Axelrod,
Scientists,
T.S.O.L.,
Kaleidoscope,
The Names, The Names, The Names, The Names.
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.