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 Swaziland 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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 clarinet 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Jacques Brel. All the underground hits.
All Nils Olav tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nils Olav 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Don Cherry,
Grauzone,
Chris & Cosey,
Subhumans,
Isaac Hayes,
Dead Boys,
Fear,
Jeff Lynne,
One Last Wish,
The Invisible,
DJ Style,
Tubeway Army,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Lightning Bolt,
Ultimate Spinach,
Mo-Dettes,
The Dave Clark Five,
Surgeon,
Freddie Wadling,
The Durutti Column,
The Wake,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Flamin' Groovies,
Amazonics,
Harpers Bizarre,
Arcadia,
Eden Ahbez,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Depeche Mode,
Vainqueur,
Can,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Avey Tare,
Stockholm Monsters,
Maurizio,
The Electric Prunes,
Max Romeo,
Scan 7,
June Days,
The Mojo Men,
Warren Ellis,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Five Americans,
Peter and Kerry,
Wolf Eyes,
Drive Like Jehu,
Los Fastidios,
The Music Machine,
Main Source,
Angry Samoans,
Scrapy,
The Shadows of Knight,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Boogie Down Productions,
Arthur Verocai,
Ludus,
Guru Guru,
Lyres,
Toni Rubio,
Gang Gang Dance,
Cluster,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Count Five, The Count Five, The Count Five, The Count Five.
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.