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 Denmark and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Metal Thangz to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Reuben Wilson. All the underground hits.
All The Associates tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ludus 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 güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bizarre Inc. 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?
Moby Grape,
Eddi Front,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Whodini,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Fat Boys,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Cure,
Kool Moe Dee,
Blancmange,
Reuben Wilson,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Index,
Lower 48,
Nico,
Con Funk Shun,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Cal Tjader,
Marc Almond,
Ultravox,
The Dead C,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Barracudas,
Hasil Adkins,
Angry Samoans,
Skriet,
the Slits,
China Crisis,
Metal Thangz,
Underground Resistance,
X-101,
Rites of Spring,
World's Most,
Ultra Naté,
Black Sheep,
The Durutti Column,
The Sound,
The Misunderstood,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Divine Comedy,
Tropical Tobacco,
Zero Boys,
Scott Walker,
Magma,
Make Up,
Sound Behaviour,
Smog,
Soul Sonic Force,
Clear Light,
Rakim,
PIL,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Fall,
Desert Stars,
Jeff Lynne,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Vainqueur,
Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel.
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.