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 Kazakhstan and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 clarinet 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 Susan Cadogan to the rock 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All the Soft Cell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gary Puckett & The Union Gap 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 güiro and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lizzy Mercier Descloux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Mojo Men,
The Real Kids,
Y Pants,
Section 25,
Gichy Dan,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Kerri Chandler,
Simply Red,
cv313,
K-Klass,
Sun City Girls,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Carl Craig,
Whodini,
The Gladiators,
Dark Day,
Crooked Eye,
Spoonie Gee,
E-Dancer,
Radiopuhelimet,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Golliwogs,
Tomorrow,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Popol Vuh,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Organ,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Das Ding,
Stereo Dub,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Rekid,
Negative Approach,
The Index,
Talk Talk,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Eurythmics,
The Stooges,
Banda Bassotti,
Cymande,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Techniques,
Erykah Badu,
Sexual Harrassment,
China Crisis,
Sparks,
Cluster,
Anthony Braxton,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Easy Going,
Bill Wells,
Graham Central Station,
The Invisible,
Marcia Griffiths,
Reuben Wilson,
Byron Stingily,
Jacques Brel,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Livin' Joy,
Q65,
Flash Fearless,
Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts.
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.