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 New Zealand and from Hong Kong.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 guitar 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 Delon & Dalcan to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Jacob Miller. All the underground hits.
All The Zeros tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scrapy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scrapy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kurtis Blow,
Camouflage,
the Germs,
This Heat,
World's Most,
Rod Modell,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Japan,
Nico,
Chrome,
Soulsonic Force,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Absolute Body Control,
ABBA,
Panda Bear,
Deepchord,
Jawbox,
Gang of Four,
Ronnie Foster,
Surgeon,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Don Cherry,
The Residents,
B.T. Express,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Pylon,
Peter and Kerry,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Slits,
Basic Channel,
Soul II Soul,
Pantytec,
Freddie Wadling,
The Moleskins,
Bauhaus,
Massinfluence,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Black Dice,
The Golliwogs,
The Pretty Things,
Radio Birdman,
David Axelrod,
Hardrive,
Bob Dylan,
Moss Icon,
Trumans Water,
Radiohead,
Morten Harket,
Agent Orange,
Maurizio,
Deadbeat,
Suburban Knight,
Silicon Teens,
the Bar-Kays,
Judy Mowatt,
Wings,
Scrapy,
Sparks,
Sonic Youth,
Bobby Byrd,
DJ Sneak,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band.
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.