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 Korea South and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Jawbox to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Von Mondo. All the underground hits.
All Eyeless In Gaza tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Monolake record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Modern Lovers,
Harmonia,
The Smiths,
Deadbeat,
Ludus,
Second Layer,
Robert Görl,
Soft Machine,
Von Mondo,
Nation of Ulysses,
Idris Muhammad,
The Searchers,
The Kinks,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Stooges,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Dirtbombs,
DJ Sneak,
Anthony Braxton,
Agitation Free,
Infiniti,
Robert Hood,
The Real Kids,
Aaron Thompson,
Fugazi,
The Neon Judgement,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Grauzone,
Cecil Taylor,
The Electric Prunes,
Average White Band,
Scott Walker,
Piero Umiliani,
ABBA,
Television Personalities,
Cameo,
Fluxion,
Basic Channel,
Pantaleimon,
Wasted Youth,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Supertramp,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Fad Gadget,
Schoolly D,
Drive Like Jehu,
10cc,
T.S.O.L.,
Delta 5,
Trumans Water,
Howard Jones,
The Seeds,
Peter & Gordon,
a-ha,
Barry Ungar,
Yazoo,
Livin' Joy,
the Slits,
Faraquet, Faraquet, Faraquet, Faraquet.
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.