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 Uganda and from London.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Major Organ And The Adding Machine to the dance 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 Cybotron. All the underground hits.
All Television tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swell Maps record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Associates record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Albert Ayler,
Masters at Work,
U.S. Maple,
Radio Birdman,
Tim Buckley,
the Swans,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Unwound,
48th St. Collective,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Seeds,
Darondo,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Slackers,
Duran Duran,
Nas,
Sam Rivers,
The Motions,
Angry Samoans,
Index,
Cameo,
John Lydon,
Bootsy Collins,
Lucky Dragons,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Liliput,
Banda Bassotti,
Basic Channel,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Walker Brothers,
The Leaves,
Reuben Wilson,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Minutemen,
Jesper Dahlback,
Gichy Dan,
Derrick Morgan,
Skaos,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Kaleidoscope,
Peter and Kerry,
Main Source,
Mary Jane Girls,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Lou Christie,
The Smiths,
Judy Mowatt,
Depeche Mode,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Soulsonic Force,
PIL,
David Axelrod,
Black Sheep,
L. Decosne,
James Chance & The Contortions,
UT,
John Coltrane,
The Red Krayola,
T.S.O.L.,
Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins.
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.