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 St Lucia and from Edmonton.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Glasgow.
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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Unrelated Segments. All the underground hits.
All The Real Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Glenn Branca 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neil Young record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Niagra,
Stockholm Monsters,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Franke,
Peter & Gordon,
Depeche Mode,
Rites of Spring,
The Offenders,
Rosa Yemen,
Bobby Byrd,
The Monochrome Set,
Marcia Griffiths,
Matthew Bourne,
Gastr Del Sol,
Bootsy Collins,
OOIOO,
X-Ray Spex,
Little Man,
Young Marble Giants,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Doors,
E-Dancer,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Tom Boy,
Sly & The Family Stone,
the Sonics,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Kas Product,
Procol Harum,
Kool Moe Dee,
Gerry Rafferty,
Harpers Bizarre,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Sun City Girls,
Moss Icon,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Matthew Halsall,
Skarface,
Eddi Front,
The Toasters,
The Fire Engines,
Nick Fraelich,
Index,
Eli Mardock,
James White and The Blacks,
Rotary Connection,
Mr. Review,
Gang Gang Dance,
Gabor Szabo,
Inner City,
Wings,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Al Stewart,
Neu!,
Judy Mowatt,
Danielle Patucci,
Scrapy,
David Axelrod,
Rapeman,
Man Parrish,
Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry.
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.