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 Kuwait and from Houston.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Soft Cell to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Tim Buckley. All the underground hits.
All Pagans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New York Dolls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nation of Ulysses record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 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 Saints,
the Fania All-Stars,
Flash Fearless,
Albert Ayler,
the Human League,
Scientists,
Boogie Down Productions,
Scan 7,
Neil Young,
Lakeside,
Unrelated Segments,
MDC,
The Human League,
Audionom,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Move,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Brothers Johnson,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Marvin Gaye,
Monks,
Schoolly D,
Simply Red,
Maurizio,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Country Teasers,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Absolute Body Control,
Sällskapet,
Kas Product,
In Retrospect,
Zero Boys,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Max Romeo,
Ponytail,
Section 25,
Yellowson,
Man Eating Sloth,
Television Personalities,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Silicon Teens,
Funkadelic,
Soulsonic Force,
Los Fastidios,
Jawbox,
Patti Smith,
Marmalade,
Tropical Tobacco,
Pulsallama,
Urselle,
The Slits,
Mantronix,
The Misunderstood,
Funky Four + One,
Camouflage,
John Lydon,
The Fire Engines,
Sonic Youth,
Tommy Roe,
X-101,
Steve Hackett,
Glenn Branca,
The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight.
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.