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 Congo and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 LL Cool J to the electroclash 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 Sun Ra. All the underground hits.
All Henry Cow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skriet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Zeros,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Eric B and Rakim,
Marine Girls,
Parry Music,
Roxy Music,
Pere Ubu,
Bluetip,
Shoche,
Lakeside,
The Offenders,
Morten Harket,
Bauhaus,
Accadde A,
Boredoms,
Duran Duran,
Tres Demented,
Deakin,
Drive Like Jehu,
Fort Wilson Riot,
PIL,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Victims,
Soul II Soul,
These Immortal Souls,
Alison Limerick,
David Axelrod,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Juan Atkins,
Moby Grape,
Grey Daturas,
Sonic Youth,
John Lydon,
K-Klass,
Marvin Gaye,
The Martian,
Wally Richardson,
Pantaleimon,
Dual Sessions,
B.T. Express,
the Germs,
Archie Shepp,
Ohio Players,
Fluxion,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Wire,
The Flesh Eaters,
Agent Orange,
Procol Harum,
Nirvana,
Pet Shop Boys,
Reuben Wilson,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Velvet Underground,
Moss Icon,
Gregory Isaacs,
Swans,
Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young.
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.