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 Mozambique and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Tokyo.
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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Sällskapet to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Black Sheep. All the underground hits.
All Cabaret Voltaire tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Electric Light Orchestra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 808 and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sound Behaviour record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fear,
Andrew Hill,
Yazoo,
Maurizio,
David Bowie,
Lalo Schifrin,
Ronnie Foster,
Jimmy McGriff,
Sällskapet,
Lalann,
Harpers Bizarre,
Stereo Dub,
Public Enemy,
Ultravox,
Royal Trux,
The Cramps,
Prince Buster,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Dawn Penn,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Grey Daturas,
The Golliwogs,
Marvin Gaye,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Y Pants,
Rakim,
Joyce Sims,
Dual Sessions,
Marc Almond,
Visage,
Brick,
Aloha Tigers,
Television Personalities,
Marcia Griffiths,
Moss Icon,
Danielle Patucci,
Fad Gadget,
Man Parrish,
David McCallum,
The Dave Clark Five,
Eve St. Jones,
Gastr Del Sol,
Crash Course in Science,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Electric Prunes,
Albert Ayler,
Roger Hodgson,
La Düsseldorf,
Sun City Girls,
Gang Green,
Pharoah Sanders,
Ituana,
The J.B.'s,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Motions,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Eddi Front,
Kas Product,
The Invisible,
Lee Hazlewood,
Mars,
Idris Muhammad,
Freddie Wadling,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.