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 Latvia and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 clarinet 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 Roxy Music to the punk 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 The Kinks. All the underground hits.
All Fat Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiopuhelimet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a One Last Wish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
Das Ding,
Unrelated Segments,
Little Man,
David Axelrod,
Lower 48,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Bizarre Inc.,
Monolake,
Quando Quango,
Sexual Harrassment,
Junior Murvin,
Slick Rick,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Inner City,
Lou Reed,
Ossler,
Sonic Youth,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Searchers,
Moss Icon,
Avey Tare,
Robert Wyatt,
Danielle Patucci,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Rapeman,
Kurtis Blow,
OOIOO,
Tropical Tobacco,
Deepchord,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Marshall Jefferson,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Magma,
Chris Corsano,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Chris & Cosey,
Peter & Gordon,
Sarah Menescal,
Howard Jones,
Icehouse,
The Toasters,
The Selecter,
Scratch Acid,
Groovy Waters,
Buzzcocks,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Eden Ahbez,
The United States of America,
The Grass Roots,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Monks,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Q65,
T. Rex,
Bobby Womack,
Scion,
The Invisible,
Easy Going,
Ludus,
Wire,
Fela Kuti,
Cheater Slicks, Cheater Slicks, Cheater Slicks, Cheater Slicks.
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.