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 Indonesia and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 The Monochrome Set to the jazz 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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane. All the underground hits.
All The Mighty Diamonds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Star Department record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ohio Players record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Organ,
Icehouse,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Sällskapet,
Gerry Rafferty,
Yellowson,
Fear,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Neil Young,
Banda Bassotti,
Pole,
Infiniti,
Sun Ra,
KRS-One,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Absolute Body Control,
Tubeway Army,
Babytalk,
R.M.O.,
The Fortunes,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Y Pants,
The New Christs,
Ronan,
Sister Nancy,
The Move,
Leonard Cohen,
Joyce Sims,
Yaz,
Niagra,
Glenn Branca,
The Kinks,
Whodini,
Ten City,
Yazoo,
The Young Rascals,
Camouflage,
Skarface,
the Soft Cell,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Al Stewart,
Don Cherry,
Kevin Saunderson,
Can,
The Saints,
Supertramp,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Misunderstood,
The Music Machine,
Roxy Music,
World's Most,
Cluster,
Nation of Ulysses,
These Immortal Souls,
Subhumans,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Pop Group,
Public Enemy,
Faraquet,
The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers.
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.