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 Ivory Coast and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Sun City Girls to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Vaughan Mason & Crew. All the underground hits.
All Kaleidoscope tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every D'Angelo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 an arpeggiator and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Seeds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Brass Construction,
Tubeway Army,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Amazonics,
Visage,
Scientists,
Silicon Teens,
Stereo Dub,
Freddie Wadling,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Sugar Minott,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Frankie Knuckles,
Royal Trux,
Jandek,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Fuzztones,
Kaleidoscope,
Jesper Dahlback,
Newcleus,
Pulsallama,
Schoolly D,
Spoonie Gee,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
One Last Wish,
Crash Course in Science,
The Doors,
Mars,
Ice-T,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Seeds,
Thee Headcoats,
Animal Collective,
Dave Gahan,
Connie Case,
Soul II Soul,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Blake Baxter,
Crispian St. Peters,
Nils Olav,
The Misunderstood,
Lungfish,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Names,
Index,
Yellowson,
Robert Wyatt,
Rapeman,
Shuggie Otis,
The Fire Engines,
Rufus Thomas,
The Dead C,
The Vogues,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Gerry Rafferty,
Harmonia,
The Gories,
The Skatalites,
Saccharine Trust,
Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!.
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.