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 Malaysia and from Bologna.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Shanghai.
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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 James Chance & The Contortions to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Moby Grape. All the underground hits.
All Rites of Spring tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Lynne 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun City Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agitation Free,
T.S.O.L.,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Qualms,
John Cale,
Jeff Mills,
Inner City,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Techniques,
the Slits,
The Vogues,
Connie Case,
The Star Department,
Bobby Byrd,
Cabaret Voltaire,
John Foxx,
Kerrie Biddell,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Television,
Gang of Four,
Yaz,
Au Pairs,
Angry Samoans,
Radio Birdman,
Wasted Youth,
The Gap Band,
The Knickerbockers,
Crash Course in Science,
Suicide,
Sex Pistols,
Vainqueur,
Babytalk,
Bush Tetras,
The Invisible,
Sonic Youth,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Nico,
Sugar Minott,
Barclay James Harvest,
Pagans,
Rhythm & Sound,
Bad Manners,
Cybotron,
New Age Steppers,
The Grass Roots,
Kerri Chandler,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Country Teasers,
Kenny Larkin,
Electric Prunes,
Fad Gadget,
Porter Ricks,
Camberwell Now,
The Mojo Men,
Joyce Sims,
Jeru the Damaja,
Jandek,
T. Rex,
Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill.
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.