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 Sudan and from Tokyo.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Walker Brothers to the funk 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 Crispy Ambulance. All the underground hits.
All Easy Going tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David McCallum record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a cv313 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lebanon Hanover,
Amon Düül II,
Bronski Beat,
Sight & Sound,
Johnny Osbourne,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Blues Magoos,
Nirvana,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Moody Blues,
Supertramp,
Yazoo,
Erasure,
Symarip,
Roxette,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Country Teasers,
The Gap Band,
Pet Shop Boys,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Idris Muhammad,
Franke,
Scott Walker,
Ronan,
Jandek,
Mars,
Brass Construction,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Rufus Thomas,
Shoche,
Minny Pops,
Quadrant,
The Litter,
Scan 7,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Sonny Sharrock,
Stereo Dub,
Nico,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Mary Jane Girls,
the Sonics,
Blossom Toes,
The Leaves,
Josef K,
The Busters,
Surgeon,
the Fania All-Stars,
Kenny Larkin,
Dennis Brown,
Matthew Bourne,
Donny Hathaway,
Gang Gang Dance,
Altered Images,
Archie Shepp,
Freddie Wadling,
The Smiths,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Swans,
Rotary Connection,
Isaac Hayes,
Urselle, Urselle, Urselle, Urselle.
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.