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 Syria and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 K-Klass to the grime 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 Neu!. All the underground hits.
All Deepchord tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every EPMD 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a kango's stein massive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Foxx,
Liliput,
The Happenings,
Ludus,
Nirvana,
Masters at Work,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Grass Roots,
Glambeats Corp.,
Grandmaster Flash,
Stereo Dub,
Todd Rundgren,
Subhumans,
Junior Murvin,
Brothers Johnson,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Cal Tjader,
The Techniques,
Tom Boy,
Marc Almond,
The Shadows of Knight,
Alison Limerick,
Dead Boys,
Magma,
The Index,
Pussy Galore,
The Raincoats,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Los Fastidios,
Intrusion,
Moby Grape,
Theoretical Girls,
The Litter,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Anthony Braxton,
Dark Day,
Eric Dolphy,
The Blackbyrds,
The Fortunes,
Skriet,
Bootsy Collins,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Motions,
Porter Ricks,
Roxette,
Second Layer,
Charles Mingus,
Shuggie Otis,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Max Romeo,
Brass Construction,
Malaria!,
Interpol,
Eden Ahbez,
The Cowsills,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Busters,
Moss Icon,
Tim Buckley,
Soul II Soul,
Maurizio,
Boz Scaggs,
Amon Düül II,
the Swans, the Swans, the Swans, the Swans.
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.