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 Ecuador and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the organ 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Maleditus Sound. All the underground hits.
All Tomorrow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sound Behaviour record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Darondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Blancmange,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bush Tetras,
Pylon,
David Axelrod,
Unrelated Segments,
The Zeros,
Mark Hollis,
One Last Wish,
Mad Mike,
Das Ding,
Godley & Creme,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
DJ Sneak,
Barbara Tucker,
Negative Approach,
Accadde A,
The Standells,
Moebius,
Television Personalities,
Joyce Sims,
Reagan Youth,
Mission of Burma,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Terry Callier,
Roger Hodgson,
The Misunderstood,
Eric Dolphy,
Ultravox,
UT,
Fatback Band,
Brass Construction,
Lalo Schifrin,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Rhythm & Sound,
Soul II Soul,
Avey Tare,
The Walker Brothers,
The Black Dice,
Sandy B,
Lyres,
Scrapy,
The Kinks,
Suburban Knight,
Pantytec,
Chris Corsano,
The Index,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Echo & the Bunnymen,
June of 44,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Blake Baxter,
The Knickerbockers,
X-102,
The Human League,
The Leaves,
the Slits,
The Fire Engines,
Fat Boys,
Bad Manners,
Tres Demented,
The Raincoats, The Raincoats, The Raincoats, The Raincoats.
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.