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 Kuwait and from Glasgow.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 harpsichord 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 Stiv Bators to the dance 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 The Fuzztones. All the underground hits.
All Brass Construction tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Al Stewart record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Motorama record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter and Kerry,
The Dave Clark Five,
Nirvana,
Josef K,
Kaleidoscope,
The Velvet Underground,
Brass Construction,
Fela Kuti,
The Victims,
Massinfluence,
Alice Coltrane,
The Birthday Party,
Sun City Girls,
Davy DMX,
The United States of America,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Electric Prunes,
Echospace,
Wire,
Connie Case,
Lou Christie,
the Germs,
Henry Cow,
Skarface,
Shuggie Otis,
Thee Headcoats,
The Shadows of Knight,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Subhumans,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Dirtbombs,
Amazonics,
Delta 5,
Isaac Hayes,
L. Decosne,
Urselle,
The Alarm Clocks,
Pussy Galore,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Minutemen,
Roxette,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Dark Day,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Curtis Mayfield,
Aaron Thompson,
Black Pus,
The Beau Brummels,
Crispian St. Peters,
Roger Hodgson,
Toni Rubio,
Fear,
Schoolly D,
Funkadelic,
The Vogues,
Derrick May,
Camberwell Now,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Neil Young,
Hot Snakes,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Ossler, Ossler, Ossler, Ossler.
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.