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 Bahrain and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 arpeggiator 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 Davy DMX to the dance 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 Tears for Fears. All the underground hits.
All Masters at Work tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lizzy Mercier Descloux record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chris & Cosey record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zapp,
Warren Ellis,
The Doobie Brothers,
Toni Rubio,
Ralphi Rosario,
Stetsasonic,
Ohio Players,
Freddie Wadling,
The Star Department,
Sonic Youth,
Surgeon,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Yusef Lateef,
The Divine Comedy,
Gang Green,
Donald Byrd,
The Fall,
Maleditus Sound,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Tremeloes,
Mandrill,
Eve St. Jones,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Fear,
Henry Cow,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Outsiders,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Prince Buster,
Warsaw,
Hashim,
Aloha Tigers,
Bad Manners,
Yellowson,
H. Thieme,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Barry Ungar,
Jacob Miller,
Scrapy,
Lebanon Hanover,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Shadows of Knight,
The Kinks,
Theoretical Girls,
Robert Hood,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Rekid,
Sam Rivers,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
cv313,
Steve Hackett,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Ultimate Spinach,
X-Ray Spex,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Swans,
The Fugs,
The Remains,
Aural Exciters,
Schoolly D,
Rites of Spring,
Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul.
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.