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 Mongolia and from Hong Kong.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the guitar 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 The Blackbyrds to the rap 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 In Retrospect. All the underground hits.
All The Happenings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Doors record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Halsall,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
X-Ray Spex,
Radiohead,
The Moleskins,
Quando Quango,
Morten Harket,
Alphaville,
Camouflage,
Severed Heads,
The Five Americans,
Terry Callier,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Vainqueur,
X-102,
Y Pants,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Barbara Tucker,
Electric Prunes,
The Pretty Things,
James White and The Blacks,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Litter,
Eddi Front,
Joe Finger,
Ponytail,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Hasil Adkins,
Andrew Hill,
Rotary Connection,
B.T. Express,
The Standells,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Last Poets,
Aural Exciters,
The Count Five,
The Cowsills,
Gong,
One Last Wish,
The Fire Engines,
Throbbing Gristle,
Cymande,
The Blackbyrds,
Maleditus Sound,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
John Cale,
Colin Newman,
F. McDonald,
Minutemen,
Mark Hollis,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Alison Limerick,
The Residents,
The Victims,
R.M.O.,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Nils Olav,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Neon Judgement,
Lebanon Hanover,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Tomorrow,
The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites.
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.