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 Jamaica and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 organ 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 Donny Hathaway to the techno 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 Severed Heads. All the underground hits.
All Chrome tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eddi Front record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Juan Atkins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Make Up,
The Dave Clark Five,
Infiniti,
Yaz,
Agitation Free,
Barbara Tucker,
Japan,
Henry Cow,
Warren Ellis,
Dorothy Ashby,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Groovy Waters,
Johnny Clarke,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Busters,
Harmonia,
Faraquet,
The Buckinghams,
Reagan Youth,
Shoche,
Jerry's Kids,
Fat Boys,
Audionom,
Deepchord,
Tears for Fears,
Eric Dolphy,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Matthew Bourne,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Matthew Halsall,
Ultimate Spinach,
Visage,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Move,
Gichy Dan,
Sällskapet,
The Motions,
The Skatalites,
Erykah Badu,
Joe Smooth,
Wings,
Sight & Sound,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Pantytec,
Brothers Johnson,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Happenings,
The Offenders,
China Crisis,
The Barracudas,
Radiohead,
Girls At Our Best!,
Don Cherry,
Talk Talk,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Tim Buckley,
KRS-One,
Chris & Cosey,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Sister Nancy,
The Gladiators,
Radio Birdman, Radio Birdman, Radio Birdman, Radio Birdman.
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.