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 Kuwait and from Delhi.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Victims to the punk 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 Guru Guru. All the underground hits.
All Gerry Rafferty tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harmonia record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a JFA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Underground Resistance,
Robert Hood,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Patti Smith,
Sandy B,
Sight & Sound,
Lower 48,
Kayak,
The Velvet Underground,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
the Bar-Kays,
The Birthday Party,
The Victims,
The Durutti Column,
Q and Not U,
The Young Rascals,
Minor Threat,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Evens,
T.S.O.L.,
Essential Logic,
Man Parrish,
The Techniques,
Metal Thangz,
Howard Jones,
Chrome,
Marine Girls,
X-102,
Alphaville,
Sonic Youth,
Bizarre Inc.,
Brand Nubian,
Dual Sessions,
Faraquet,
Pylon,
Frankie Knuckles,
Niagra,
Mr. Review,
Terry Callier,
OOIOO,
Infiniti,
Liliput,
Leonard Cohen,
Blossom Toes,
Godley & Creme,
Motorama,
Ice-T,
Bob Dylan,
Yaz,
MC5,
Monolake,
Marvin Gaye,
Gang Green,
Camberwell Now,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Funkadelic,
The Tremeloes,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Juan Atkins,
LL Cool J,
The Detroit Cobras,
Livin' Joy,
Gang of Four,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.