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 Libya and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 spring reverb 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 Zapp to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Groovy Waters. All the underground hits.
All Scion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June of 44 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Sherman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
K-Klass,
Jandek,
Jawbox,
Kayak,
Sällskapet,
Intrusion,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Pole,
the Soft Cell,
The Blackbyrds,
Marmalade,
John Lydon,
The Evens,
Magma,
Robert Wyatt,
The Pop Group,
Thompson Twins,
Freddie Wadling,
Glenn Branca,
Peter and Kerry,
Stockholm Monsters,
PIL,
Accadde A,
Circle Jerks,
The Moleskins,
Porter Ricks,
Throbbing Gristle,
Anthony Braxton,
Flash Fearless,
Yellowson,
Lakeside,
Mr. Review,
Goldenarms,
Terry Callier,
Boz Scaggs,
Cameo,
Sister Nancy,
Pet Shop Boys,
R.M.O.,
Erykah Badu,
Kevin Saunderson,
Con Funk Shun,
The Monks,
Motorama,
Swell Maps,
Magazine,
The Vogues,
Letta Mbulu,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Bootsy Collins,
In Retrospect,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Gladiators,
Skarface,
Michelle Simonal,
Youth Brigade,
Morten Harket,
Blossom Toes,
Roxy Music,
Steve Hackett,
The Dead C,
Tim Buckley,
Deepchord,
Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens.
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.