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 Ecuador and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 Soft Machine to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Duran Duran. All the underground hits.
All Don Cherry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mandrill 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zero Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stereo Dub,
The J.B.'s,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Deakin,
Agitation Free,
Brothers Johnson,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Dennis Brown,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Joe Finger,
CMW,
Lee Hazlewood,
Sugar Minott,
The Raincoats,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Isaac Hayes,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Velvet Underground,
Duran Duran,
Jacob Miller,
Darondo,
Altered Images,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Public Enemy,
Michelle Simonal,
Lou Christie,
Pierre Henry,
Flipper,
Fat Boys,
Bauhaus,
Nation of Ulysses,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Scott Walker,
Motorama,
Ludus,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Smiths,
Country Teasers,
The Evens,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Echospace,
Minor Threat,
Sun City Girls,
The United States of America,
Bobby Womack,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Television,
Faust,
Moebius,
R.M.O.,
Joe Smooth,
The Associates,
T. Rex,
The Walker Brothers,
Stetsasonic,
Kenny Larkin,
Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins.
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.