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 Tunisia and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Houston.
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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Divine Comedy to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Soul Sonic Force. All the underground hits.
All Vaughan Mason & Crew tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Vogues record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
kango's stein massive,
The Knickerbockers,
Joy Division,
The Motions,
Qualms,
Grauzone,
Cameo,
Interpol,
Pet Shop Boys,
John Coltrane,
Young Marble Giants,
Rufus Thomas,
Black Moon,
The Durutti Column,
Bill Near,
Ronnie Foster,
Simply Red,
Crime,
Blossom Toes,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Skaos,
Laurel Aitken,
Brass Construction,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Main Source,
Boz Scaggs,
Gabor Szabo,
Thompson Twins,
Cybotron,
London Community Gospel Choir,
T.S.O.L.,
The Dirtbombs,
Liliput,
Rapeman,
China Crisis,
the Germs,
Yusef Lateef,
The Alarm Clocks,
Terrestrial Tones,
Fluxion,
Skarface,
Kerrie Biddell,
Erasure,
Hardrive,
Joyce Sims,
Moby Grape,
The Walker Brothers,
Thee Headcoats,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Leaves,
Guru Guru,
Massinfluence,
Lou Reed,
K-Klass,
The American Breed,
Pylon,
June Days,
Man Eating Sloth,
Q and Not U,
Das Ding,
Audionom,
The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers.
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.