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 Belgium and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 chamberlin 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 Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Fat Boys. All the underground hits.
All The Happenings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delon & Dalcan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 sitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mark Hollis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Happenings,
Sparks,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Moss Icon,
Alison Limerick,
Zapp,
DNA,
Sight & Sound,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Theoretical Girls,
Roxette,
Black Moon,
Maurizio,
Ice-T,
Main Source,
Sixth Finger,
The Human League,
The Searchers,
Mars,
Brick,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Skatalites,
Mantronix,
Rufus Thomas,
Rekid,
Rosa Yemen,
Arthur Verocai,
Anakelly,
The Blackbyrds,
Sugar Minott,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Shoche,
The Busters,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Cure,
Bob Dylan,
Groovy Waters,
Avey Tare,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Associates,
Magma,
Jawbox,
The Velvet Underground,
Kas Product,
The Move,
The Evens,
Laurel Aitken,
UT,
K-Klass,
Delta 5,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Sällskapet,
Ponytail,
Technova,
The Seeds,
Rhythm & Sound,
Heaven 17,
Negative Approach,
The Dave Clark Five,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Second Layer, Second Layer, Second Layer, Second Layer.
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.