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 Panama and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Durutti Column to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Quantec. All the underground hits.
All Soulsonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unwound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 spring reverb and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sparks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Monks,
Unrelated Segments,
Amazonics,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Kool Moe Dee,
Maurizio,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Scan 7,
Con Funk Shun,
Wire,
Rotary Connection,
Marcia Griffiths,
Quantec,
Babytalk,
Joe Smooth,
Bad Manners,
Donny Hathaway,
Bang On A Can,
Chris Corsano,
Godley & Creme,
Heaven 17,
One Last Wish,
Bobby Byrd,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Symarip,
MC5,
Nik Kershaw,
Barclay James Harvest,
Alton Ellis,
Peter & Gordon,
Yaz,
Banda Bassotti,
Silicon Teens,
Pylon,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Essential Logic,
Rufus Thomas,
The Fugs,
A Certain Ratio,
Infiniti,
New York Dolls,
The Cure,
Electric Prunes,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Techniques,
Joy Division,
ABC,
Eric B and Rakim,
Archie Shepp,
Curtis Mayfield,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Excepter,
Ultravox,
Cecil Taylor,
Cybotron,
kango's stein massive,
Chris & Cosey,
Al Stewart,
Kerri Chandler,
Kas Product,
Swell Maps,
Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan.
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.