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 Nicaragua and from Lille.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Soul Sonic Force to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Residents. All the underground hits.
All the Normal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Last Poets 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fortunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rotary Connection,
The Pretty Things,
The Motions,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Patti Smith,
Nation of Ulysses,
B.T. Express,
CMW,
Pantaleimon,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Young Rascals,
Scion,
The Slits,
Black Sheep,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Robert Hood,
The Count Five,
Jeru the Damaja,
Scott Walker,
EPMD,
The Invisible,
Nick Fraelich,
Soul II Soul,
Lindisfarne,
Fatback Band,
The J.B.'s,
Amon Düül II,
Organ,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Nas,
Sällskapet,
Throbbing Gristle,
Cecil Taylor,
Infiniti,
Rod Modell,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Cowsills,
the Bar-Kays,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Gichy Dan,
Freddie Wadling,
Piero Umiliani,
Kerri Chandler,
E-Dancer,
ABC,
Rakim,
The Move,
Crooked Eye,
The Monochrome Set,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Gang of Four,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Stetsasonic,
This Heat,
Boz Scaggs,
Bill Wells,
A Certain Ratio,
Darondo,
Pylon,
Thee Headcoats,
Gabor Szabo,
Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra.
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.