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 Palau and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 James Chance & The Contortions to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Kevin Saunderson. All the underground hits.
All Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lonnie Liston Smith record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oblivians record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Misunderstood,
Johnny Clarke,
Barry Ungar,
Brand Nubian,
Intrusion,
Alton Ellis,
Black Sheep,
Janne Schatter,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Fugs,
Derrick May,
The Monochrome Set,
Kayak,
Neil Young,
Darondo,
Tomorrow,
OOIOO,
Dual Sessions,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Lindisfarne,
Soulsonic Force,
Kenny Larkin,
Alison Limerick,
Sun City Girls,
Freddie Wadling,
Rapeman,
Stockholm Monsters,
Stereo Dub,
Severed Heads,
Erykah Badu,
Subhumans,
The Martian,
Circle Jerks,
Fela Kuti,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Kinks,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Make Up,
Gang Green,
Erasure,
Duran Duran,
Faust,
Kaleidoscope,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Gladiators,
Nick Fraelich,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Qualms,
Bobby Byrd,
a-ha,
Ken Boothe,
Jeff Lynne,
Magma,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Avey Tare,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Neon Judgement,
Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish.
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.