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 Albania and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 sitar 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 Funky Four + One to the grime 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 Notorious Big And Bone Thugs. All the underground hits.
All Gabor Szabo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every OOIOO record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 a mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Electric Light Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grey Daturas,
The Real Kids,
Zapp,
Susan Cadogan,
Neil Young,
Girls At Our Best!,
Laurel Aitken,
Echospace,
Newcleus,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Colin Newman,
Jeru the Damaja,
Kerrie Biddell,
Donny Hathaway,
Chris Corsano,
Soulsonic Force,
Qualms,
Magazine,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Blues Magoos,
Eve St. Jones,
Gabor Szabo,
The Gladiators,
Scratch Acid,
Goldenarms,
Robert Wyatt,
The Cramps,
Joy Division,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Toni Rubio,
Quadrant,
Boz Scaggs,
Pylon,
The Raincoats,
Kaleidoscope,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Marmalade,
Skriet,
L. Decosne,
The Selecter,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Roxy Music,
Ornette Coleman,
The Offenders,
Metal Thangz,
Nick Fraelich,
Soul II Soul,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Black Flag,
The Fortunes,
Q65,
The Trojans,
Bobby Byrd,
a-ha,
Black Bananas,
Aswad,
Accadde A,
Pierre Henry,
Average White Band,
Avey Tare,
Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye.
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.