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 Venezuela and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Larry & the Blue Notes to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Jeru the Damaja. All the underground hits.
All Index tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun City Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Little Man record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aaron Thompson,
Icehouse,
Qualms,
The Gories,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Brass Construction,
Nick Fraelich,
Stockholm Monsters,
Althea and Donna,
The J.B.'s,
Urselle,
Ludus,
Kaleidoscope,
The Red Krayola,
The American Breed,
Tom Boy,
Eden Ahbez,
Cybotron,
New Order,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The United States of America,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
David Axelrod,
ABC,
Sun Ra,
Lightning Bolt,
Sun City Girls,
Cameo,
Anakelly,
Lindisfarne,
The Gap Band,
The Vogues,
Simply Red,
The Durutti Column,
A Certain Ratio,
Moss Icon,
Porter Ricks,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Hot Snakes,
Eve St. Jones,
Swell Maps,
Dual Sessions,
Matthew Bourne,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Joey Negro,
Gang Starr,
The Blues Magoos,
E-Dancer,
B.T. Express,
Gang of Four,
Sandy B,
James White and The Blacks,
Reuben Wilson,
Pharoah Sanders,
Von Mondo,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Golliwogs,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Goldenarms,
Soft Cell,
Marmalade,
Patti Smith, Patti Smith, Patti Smith, Patti 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.