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 Antigua and from Calgary.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Neu! to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Liaisons Dangereuses. All the underground hits.
All Ten City tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scrapy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Motions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Germs,
Roy Ayers,
The Five Americans,
These Immortal Souls,
Scott Walker,
Alison Limerick,
Mars,
Bad Manners,
Sight & Sound,
China Crisis,
Ice-T,
Maurizio,
The Blues Magoos,
the Human League,
Whodini,
Agent Orange,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Beau Brummels,
Make Up,
Bauhaus,
Nils Olav,
Essential Logic,
Alphaville,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Jacques Brel,
Lucky Dragons,
Traffic Nightmare,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Mission of Burma,
Don Cherry,
Fluxion,
Chris Corsano,
KRS-One,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Slackers,
Girls At Our Best!,
Althea and Donna,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Sound Behaviour,
Livin' Joy,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Mary Jane Girls,
Babytalk,
Schoolly D,
The Human League,
the Soft Cell,
Wire,
Khruangbin,
Qualms,
Nick Fraelich,
the Sonics,
John Coltrane,
Minnie Riperton,
Moss Icon,
Robert Wyatt,
Big Daddy Kane,
Prince Buster,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Yellowson,
The Cowsills,
David Axelrod,
Youth Brigade,
R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O..
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.