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 Palau and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 mellotron 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 Mars to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Darondo. All the underground hits.
All Kayak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marine Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Throbbing Gristle,
Alice Coltrane,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Black Pus,
Metal Thangz,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Guru Guru,
Masters at Work,
Jerry's Kids,
Surgeon,
D'Angelo,
Rhythm & Sound,
Faraquet,
Kerri Chandler,
Fatback Band,
Duran Duran,
Sunsets and Hearts,
E-Dancer,
Alison Limerick,
The Fuzztones,
Hot Snakes,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Avey Tare,
Sonic Youth,
JFA,
U.S. Maple,
Kayak,
Monks,
Maleditus Sound,
Saccharine Trust,
Drexciya,
Ultravox,
Pulsallama,
Max Romeo,
The Motions,
Skaos,
Tomorrow,
The New Christs,
Ronan,
The Standells,
Scan 7,
The Trojans,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Q and Not U,
Althea and Donna,
Bob Dylan,
Agent Orange,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Intrusion,
Davy DMX,
Nick Fraelich,
Gregory Isaacs,
Silicon Teens,
a-ha,
Warren Ellis,
The Dave Clark Five,
Lou Reed,
Delon & Dalcan,
Yusef Lateef,
The Divine Comedy,
Index, Index, Index, Index.
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.