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 Armenia and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Ludus to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Yaz. All the underground hits.
All Blancmange tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gastr Del Sol record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mission of Burma record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tim Buckley,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
This Heat,
The Evens,
Nation of Ulysses,
World's Most,
Funky Four + One,
La Düsseldorf,
Peter & Gordon,
Adolescents,
Mo-Dettes,
The Velvet Underground,
The Divine Comedy,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Bush Tetras,
Danielle Patucci,
Carl Craig,
Brand Nubian,
The Leaves,
The Blues Magoos,
Basic Channel,
Terrestrial Tones,
Chris & Cosey,
Ronan,
Public Enemy,
Quando Quango,
Sister Nancy,
John Cale,
Supertramp,
Outsiders,
Sällskapet,
Derrick May,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Kool Moe Dee,
Aloha Tigers,
Babytalk,
Black Flag,
Man Parrish,
Matthew Halsall,
Dorothy Ashby,
Gerry Rafferty,
Archie Shepp,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Isaac Hayes,
Cal Tjader,
Leonard Cohen,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Second Layer,
Amon Düül II,
Average White Band,
Tres Demented,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Soulsonic Force,
Eric B and Rakim,
Deepchord,
Patti Smith,
Bauhaus,
The Remains,
Gong,
Pantaleimon,
Quantec,
Joy Division, Joy Division, Joy Division, Joy Division.
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.