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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Glenn Branca to the grime 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 The Seeds. All the underground hits.
All The New Christs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jesper Dahlbäck record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fugs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Velvet Underground,
Max Romeo,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Camberwell Now,
Bauhaus,
Tomorrow,
48th St. Collective,
Country Teasers,
Glenn Branca,
The Mojo Men,
Sarah Menescal,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Fluxion,
Youth Brigade,
The Offenders,
Alison Limerick,
John Lydon,
The Names,
Letta Mbulu,
Index,
Procol Harum,
Rites of Spring,
Aloha Tigers,
Scrapy,
Minor Threat,
Big Daddy Kane,
Excepter,
Crime,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Bobby Sherman,
Michelle Simonal,
The Move,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Pole,
Roxy Music,
Hoover,
The Flesh Eaters,
Yaz,
Cal Tjader,
The Slackers,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Khruangbin,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Pop Group,
Thompson Twins,
Johnny Clarke,
The Blackbyrds,
Suburban Knight,
Blancmange,
The Vogues,
Danielle Patucci,
James White and The Blacks,
Wire,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Roger Hodgson,
Eric Dolphy,
8 Eyed Spy,
Marcia Griffiths,
Intrusion,
Alphaville,
Deadbeat,
Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio.
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.