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 China and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Niagra to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Bootsy Collins. All the underground hits.
All Ultramagnetic MC's tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ten City record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a OOIOO record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ludus,
Trumans Water,
Todd Rundgren,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Soul II Soul,
The Cowsills,
Fear,
Theoretical Girls,
The Divine Comedy,
Alison Limerick,
David Axelrod,
Pylon,
Porter Ricks,
Ken Boothe,
Cybotron,
the Slits,
The Fall,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Max Romeo,
The Five Americans,
Johnny Clarke,
Massinfluence,
Infiniti,
Ossler,
Sister Nancy,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Toasters,
Excepter,
Hot Snakes,
Colin Newman,
Andrew Hill,
The Dave Clark Five,
Sun Ra,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Victims,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Maleditus Sound,
The Modern Lovers,
Echospace,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Althea and Donna,
Joe Finger,
Slick Rick,
kango's stein massive,
Donny Hathaway,
The Music Machine,
Darondo,
Ultimate Spinach,
ABC,
Jeff Lynne,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Iggy Pop,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Red Krayola,
The Gun Club,
Audionom,
Hardrive,
the Association,
Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica.
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.