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 Liberia 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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 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 Fugazi to the dance 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 Yellowson. All the underground hits.
All Roxy Music tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every a-ha record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Buckinghams 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?
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ludus,
Agent Orange,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Al Stewart,
Spoonie Gee,
Fela Kuti,
Absolute Body Control,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Youth Brigade,
Ponytail,
MDC,
Minutemen,
Lee Hazlewood,
Technova,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kool Moe Dee,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Suicide,
the Fania All-Stars,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Colin Newman,
Rufus Thomas,
Magma,
the Human League,
Black Pus,
Model 500,
The Searchers,
The Skatalites,
Susan Cadogan,
ABC,
Althea and Donna,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Offenders,
Main Source,
The Neon Judgement,
Donny Hathaway,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Tremeloes,
The Slits,
ABBA,
Bluetip,
Mission of Burma,
EPMD,
Alice Coltrane,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Parry Music,
Los Fastidios,
Sight & Sound,
Public Enemy,
cv313,
Mary Jane Girls,
Brand Nubian,
Byron Stingily,
Ralphi Rosario,
Mantronix,
Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound.
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.