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 Costa Rica and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Peter & Gordon to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Mummies. All the underground hits.
All Symarip tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Das Ding record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 marimba and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Womack record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tropical Tobacco,
Steve Hackett,
Television Personalities,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Shadows of Knight,
Gabor Szabo,
Vladislav Delay,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Scan 7,
the Swans,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Barbara Tucker,
Cybotron,
Scientists,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Television,
New York Dolls,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Rotary Connection,
Surgeon,
Kaleidoscope,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The New Christs,
Lebanon Hanover,
Peter and Kerry,
Aswad,
ABBA,
Bang On A Can,
Nirvana,
Mantronix,
Magazine,
The Invisible,
Parry Music,
Eli Mardock,
H. Thieme,
Hardrive,
The Gun Club,
Curtis Mayfield,
ABC,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The United States of America,
Public Image Ltd.,
The American Breed,
Easy Going,
Adolescents,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Robert Wyatt,
Cameo,
Au Pairs,
Sun Ra,
The Smoke,
Bobby Byrd,
Ultravox,
Interpol,
Wire,
JFA,
OOIOO,
The Five Americans,
T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L..
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.