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 Nauru and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 guitar 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 New Age Steppers to the electroclash 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 Joey Negro. All the underground hits.
All The Sonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Y Pants 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeru the Damaja record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Blues Magoos,
Tropical Tobacco,
World's Most,
Cheater Slicks,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Rhythm & Sound,
Albert Ayler,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Audionom,
The Music Machine,
Television,
Marine Girls,
EPMD,
Janne Schatter,
Michelle Simonal,
Los Fastidios,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Joy Division,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Liliput,
Scan 7,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Iggy Pop,
Dual Sessions,
Eden Ahbez,
Roy Ayers,
Nation of Ulysses,
Sight & Sound,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Electric Prunes,
OOIOO,
Black Sheep,
Wings,
Gabor Szabo,
Gang Gang Dance,
Silicon Teens,
The Grass Roots,
8 Eyed Spy,
Brothers Johnson,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Roger Hodgson,
Bronski Beat,
Donny Hathaway,
Gang Green,
The Doors,
Roxette,
Anthony Braxton,
Aswad,
The Cramps,
The Blackbyrds,
Flash Fearless,
Shoche,
Chris & Cosey,
Harry Pussy,
Dead Boys,
The Neon Judgement,
Babytalk,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Lou Reed,
Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne.
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.