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 Slovakia and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Wolf Eyes. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick May record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sunsets and Hearts record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gerry Rafferty,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Lucky Dragons,
Symarip,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Henry Cow,
Siglo XX,
Main Source,
Marvin Gaye,
Desert Stars,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Moody Blues,
Johnny Osbourne,
Kerrie Biddell,
the Slits,
Rhythm & Sound,
Maleditus Sound,
ABBA,
Alphaville,
Pere Ubu,
Grey Daturas,
Max Romeo,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Ultravox,
Kas Product,
Sex Pistols,
Joensuu 1685,
cv313,
Bobby Womack,
Gang Green,
Jacob Miller,
MDC,
Bluetip,
Japan,
The Associates,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Ituana,
Leonard Cohen,
JFA,
Audionom,
Malaria!,
Crispy Ambulance,
Amazonics,
D'Angelo,
Erykah Badu,
Blossom Toes,
The Slackers,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Deepchord,
Ultimate Spinach,
AZ,
Aloha Tigers,
Surgeon,
Vainqueur,
Faraquet,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Scion,
Jacques Brel,
Sällskapet,
Pantaleimon,
Sarah Menescal,
Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators.
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.