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 Libya and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 808 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 Eric Copeland to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Second Layer. All the underground hits.
All Howard Jones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Janne Schatter 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Royal Family And The Poor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television,
Soulsonic Force,
The Slackers,
Theoretical Girls,
Nik Kershaw,
Pharoah Sanders,
Crime,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Fall,
Robert Wyatt,
Agent Orange,
Fear,
Bill Near,
Judy Mowatt,
Godley & Creme,
The Doors,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Negative Approach,
Stetsasonic,
Youth Brigade,
New Age Steppers,
Maleditus Sound,
Sister Nancy,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Ralphi Rosario,
Jandek,
Robert Hood,
Tim Buckley,
AZ,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Lebanon Hanover,
Maurizio,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The New Christs,
Thompson Twins,
The Walker Brothers,
Deepchord,
Sparks,
Lightning Bolt,
Radiohead,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Kaleidoscope,
Minutemen,
The Tremeloes,
Tres Demented,
Stereo Dub,
Con Funk Shun,
Quadrant,
cv313,
Kerrie Biddell,
Gerry Rafferty,
Technova,
KRS-One,
Model 500,
Dual Sessions,
Bad Manners,
Erykah Badu,
The Pretty Things,
Adolescents,
Lower 48,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani.
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.