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 Tanzania and from Sao Paulo.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the guitar 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 Alton Ellis to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Chocolate Watch Band. All the underground hits.
All Sister Nancy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jesper Dahlback 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cure record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Excepter,
Arthur Verocai,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Standells,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Thee Headcoats,
Ronnie Foster,
Gabor Szabo,
Grauzone,
Metal Thangz,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Doobie Brothers,
Godley & Creme,
Adolescents,
Public Enemy,
8 Eyed Spy,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Mission of Burma,
Mark Hollis,
The Skatalites,
The Gap Band,
Theoretical Girls,
Ossler,
Bush Tetras,
The Dead C,
Reagan Youth,
The Slits,
Zero Boys,
a-ha,
Boogie Down Productions,
Youth Brigade,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Kas Product,
The Trojans,
Hasil Adkins,
Guru Guru,
Silicon Teens,
Tres Demented,
Q and Not U,
Monolake,
Tears for Fears,
Gastr Del Sol,
Radio Birdman,
Das Ding,
John Holt,
The Smiths,
Scratch Acid,
The Star Department,
Unrelated Segments,
Goldenarms,
Marvin Gaye,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Mojo Men,
Amon Düül,
Graham Central Station,
ABBA,
Bronski Beat,
Nik Kershaw,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest.
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.