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 Brunei and from Johannesburg.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 Captain Beefheart 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 Lalann to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Brothers Johnson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Don Cherry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gerry Rafferty record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Girls At Our Best!,
Soft Machine,
Ronan,
Rakim,
Bill Near,
Soft Cell,
Harry Pussy,
Lower 48,
The Sonics,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Joyce Sims,
John Lydon,
Amon Düül II,
the Soft Cell,
JFA,
Flamin' Groovies,
Bauhaus,
The Slackers,
Mantronix,
The Trojans,
Arcadia,
The Dirtbombs,
Big Daddy Kane,
Sun Ra,
Blossom Toes,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Smiths,
Alphaville,
Idris Muhammad,
Hasil Adkins,
The Angels of Light,
Newcleus,
Swell Maps,
Scott Walker,
The Dead C,
James White and The Blacks,
Warren Ellis,
Hashim,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Freddie Wadling,
Basic Channel,
Sandy B,
Susan Cadogan,
Arthur Verocai,
the Association,
Stockholm Monsters,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Skatalites,
Loose Ends,
Buzzcocks,
In Retrospect,
New Age Steppers,
Aloha Tigers,
Cameo,
Moby Grape,
Fela Kuti,
Mark Hollis,
Cluster,
Maleditus Sound,
Bobby Byrd,
Mars,
Organ,
Minny Pops,
Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz.
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.