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 Estonia and from Philadelphia.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 theremin 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 Bizarre Inc. to the dance 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 Girls At Our Best!. All the underground hits.
All The United States of America tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Josef K record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Depeche Mode,
Delon & Dalcan,
Scott Walker,
Second Layer,
Quantec,
Aural Exciters,
The Skatalites,
Marc Almond,
Boredoms,
Interpol,
The Standells,
The Moleskins,
Index,
The Human League,
Lindisfarne,
The Smiths,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Rotary Connection,
Pharoah Sanders,
Pole,
Donny Hathaway,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Misunderstood,
Television,
Terry Callier,
Gerry Rafferty,
Siglo XX,
Unrelated Segments,
Absolute Body Control,
Fear,
Loose Ends,
Eric Copeland,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Masters at Work,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Aloha Tigers,
Davy DMX,
Jeff Lynne,
Wolf Eyes,
Tom Boy,
the Association,
DJ Style,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Swans,
Lower 48,
Public Image Ltd.,
Hasil Adkins,
Crispy Ambulance,
Saccharine Trust,
Lucky Dragons,
Byron Stingily,
Danielle Patucci,
Khruangbin,
Scientists,
Tres Demented,
Ralphi Rosario,
Skaos,
Supertramp,
Model 500,
the Normal,
Josef K,
Eurythmics,
Television Personalities,
Mary Jane Girls,
Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now.
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.