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 Lesotho and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 oboe 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 Make Up to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 the Normal. All the underground hits.
All Agitation Free tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flipper record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zero Boys,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Bizarre Inc.,
One Last Wish,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Drive Like Jehu,
UT,
The Star Department,
Sugar Minott,
Eddi Front,
The Saints,
John Cale,
Los Fastidios,
The Shadows of Knight,
Radiohead,
The Sonics,
Tubeway Army,
The Young Rascals,
Jandek,
Barry Ungar,
Hashim,
Swell Maps,
Kevin Saunderson,
the Normal,
Isaac Hayes,
Hoover,
Wolf Eyes,
Au Pairs,
Aswad,
Glenn Branca,
Josef K,
The Beau Brummels,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Talk Talk,
48th St. Collective,
Marine Girls,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Cheater Slicks,
Alice Coltrane,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Mandrill,
Yaz,
Heaven 17,
The Victims,
The Skatalites,
The Litter,
The Raincoats,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Gang Starr,
Jeff Lynne,
Lindisfarne,
the Soft Cell,
Ultra Naté,
The Real Kids,
Bobby Womack,
Robert Görl,
Easy Going,
Eden Ahbez,
The Five Americans,
Pulsallama,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson.
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.