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 Togo and from Winnipeg.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 marimba 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 Excepter to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Cluster. All the underground hits.
All Jacob Miller tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lebanon Hanover record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
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 Heaven 17 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Searchers,
Adolescents,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Talk Talk,
The New Christs,
Heaven 17,
Byron Stingily,
Essential Logic,
Derrick Morgan,
The Gladiators,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Pop Group,
Girls At Our Best!,
Ludus,
X-Ray Spex,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Roxy Music,
Lee Hazlewood,
Das Ding,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Sparks,
Minutemen,
Soft Machine,
Jimmy McGriff,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Remains,
Icehouse,
Terry Callier,
The Offenders,
Camouflage,
Henry Cow,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Moss Icon,
John Cale,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Don Cherry,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Urselle,
Bush Tetras,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Gastr Del Sol,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Pretty Things,
Flipper,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Nico,
Clear Light,
Average White Band,
Vladislav Delay,
Isaac Hayes,
Los Fastidios,
JFA,
Funky Four + One,
Rites of Spring,
Ronnie Foster,
Scott Walker,
The Gap Band,
Fugazi,
Bootsy Collins,
the Soft Cell,
kango's stein massive,
Visage, Visage, Visage, Visage.
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.