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 the UAE and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 clarinet 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 Roxy Music 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 The Selecter. All the underground hits.
All Heavy D & The Boyz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pole record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a guitar 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 rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brass Construction,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Siglo XX,
the Association,
The Wake,
Eric Dolphy,
In Retrospect,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Fortunes,
Jerry's Kids,
Newcleus,
Scratch Acid,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Chrome,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Traffic Nightmare,
Oneida,
Rosa Yemen,
Goldenarms,
The Electric Prunes,
Echospace,
Severed Heads,
Lalo Schifrin,
DJ Style,
Arcadia,
Animal Collective,
Flipper,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Supertramp,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Roger Hodgson,
FM Einheit,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Quantec,
Desert Stars,
Nick Fraelich,
June Days,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Piero Umiliani,
Girls At Our Best!,
Max Romeo,
Quando Quango,
Metal Thangz,
Bob Dylan,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Alphaville,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Magazine,
Loose Ends,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Eli Mardock,
Freddie Wadling,
James White and The Blacks,
Nils Olav,
Gregory Isaacs,
World's Most,
Ultravox,
the Human League,
Buzzcocks,
Japan,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Jimmy McGriff,
Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims.
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.