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 Peru and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 organ 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 London Community Gospel Choir to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Kayak. All the underground hits.
All Silicon Teens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fugs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gregory Isaacs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sparks,
Television,
The Remains,
The Birthday Party,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Theoretical Girls,
Piero Umiliani,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Oneida,
Crispian St. Peters,
The J.B.'s,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Absolute Body Control,
Japan,
Junior Murvin,
Eden Ahbez,
Main Source,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Soul Sonic Force,
Section 25,
JFA,
The Trojans,
Icehouse,
Fluxion,
Barry Ungar,
Buzzcocks,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Human League,
Aswad,
Derrick May,
Darondo,
Agitation Free,
Subhumans,
Joe Smooth,
June Days,
Pere Ubu,
Brass Construction,
Roy Ayers,
Johnny Osbourne,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Lucky Dragons,
Das Ding,
The United States of America,
Soft Cell,
Cybotron,
D'Angelo,
Interpol,
Godley & Creme,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Newcleus,
10cc,
Warsaw,
Gang Gang Dance,
Mad Mike,
Prince Buster,
The Wake,
Nirvana,
Bobby Womack,
Yusef Lateef,
Rod Modell,
Pantytec, Pantytec, Pantytec, Pantytec.
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.