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 Somalia and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Echo & the Bunnymen to the disco 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 Wire. All the underground hits.
All Visage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythim Is Rhythim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moebius record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ponytail,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Faraquet,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Gang of Four,
Bauhaus,
Lungfish,
Idris Muhammad,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Sun Ra,
Joe Smooth,
Supertramp,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Names,
Tim Buckley,
Royal Trux,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Maurizio,
Rakim,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Slackers,
Rites of Spring,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Selecter,
Ludus,
Unwound,
DNA,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
John Lydon,
Joy Division,
Yazoo,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Urselle,
Charles Mingus,
The Young Rascals,
Television,
Fad Gadget,
ABBA,
Crash Course in Science,
The Flesh Eaters,
Zero Boys,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Fugs,
John Cale,
Masters at Work,
Mr. Review,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Pantytec,
The Associates,
Moebius,
John Holt,
Drexciya,
Organ,
Joensuu 1685,
Ten City,
Bush Tetras,
The Stooges,
Jerry Gold Smith, Jerry Gold Smith, Jerry Gold Smith, Jerry Gold Smith.
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.