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 Croatia and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 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 Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Red Lorry Yellow Lorry. All the underground hits.
All the Slits tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Major Organ And The Adding Machine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott Heron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Swans,
Average White Band,
The Slits,
Livin' Joy,
Inner City,
Ronan,
Kerrie Biddell,
Donald Byrd,
The Neon Judgement,
Barbara Tucker,
Maurizio,
Silicon Teens,
Jesper Dahlback,
Gastr Del Sol,
Visage,
These Immortal Souls,
Amon Düül,
Y Pants,
Boz Scaggs,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Neil Young,
X-101,
Morten Harket,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
L. Decosne,
Pagans,
Todd Rundgren,
John Holt,
Easy Going,
David McCallum,
Kaleidoscope,
Jandek,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Steve Hackett,
Godley & Creme,
Ten City,
Roxy Music,
Mandrill,
Sparks,
Goldenarms,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Sexual Harrassment,
Grauzone,
Camouflage,
Suburban Knight,
Mr. Review,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Aloha Tigers,
Minor Threat,
Blake Baxter,
Television Personalities,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Eddi Front,
Funky Four + One,
The Trojans,
Jeff Lynne,
Freddie Wadling,
Pussy Galore,
Ultimate Spinach,
Bush Tetras,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Echospace,
Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown.
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.