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 Jordan and from Edmonton.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 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 June Days to the rock 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 H. Thieme. All the underground hits.
All Connie Case tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun Ra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oneida record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delon & Dalcan,
Circle Jerks,
Kayak,
Donny Hathaway,
Newcleus,
The United States of America,
Peter & Gordon,
Toni Rubio,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Camberwell Now,
Depeche Mode,
The Walker Brothers,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Happenings,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Gap Band,
Barrington Levy,
The American Breed,
The Young Rascals,
Qualms,
The Pretty Things,
Essential Logic,
U.S. Maple,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Rakim,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Subhumans,
The Red Krayola,
Marvin Gaye,
One Last Wish,
Roxy Music,
The Durutti Column,
Skarface,
Gang Starr,
Ken Boothe,
Oneida,
Infiniti,
Dawn Penn,
June Days,
Nik Kershaw,
Aswad,
The Cowsills,
John Lydon,
Parry Music,
Crispy Ambulance,
Hardrive,
Soulsonic Force,
LL Cool J,
Todd Rundgren,
Marmalade,
Ultra Naté,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Bill Wells,
The Evens,
Underground Resistance,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Eric Dolphy,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Gladiators, The Gladiators, The Gladiators, The Gladiators.
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.