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 Panama and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 synthesizer 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 Harpers Bizarre to the grunge 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 Liaisons Dangereuses. All the underground hits.
All Ossler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick Morgan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter & Gordon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Clear Light,
Adolescents,
Henry Cow,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Albert Ayler,
Trumans Water,
Masters at Work,
Michelle Simonal,
Icehouse,
Crash Course in Science,
Rod Modell,
Public Image Ltd.,
Derrick Morgan,
Agitation Free,
Qualms,
Sarah Menescal,
Tomorrow,
Black Pus,
Yellowson,
Black Flag,
Minor Threat,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
John Foxx,
Toni Rubio,
The Saints,
Ronan,
Q and Not U,
Smog,
Nas,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Marcia Griffiths,
Black Bananas,
Quadrant,
The Stooges,
Echospace,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Marine Girls,
Flash Fearless,
Section 25,
Jeff Mills,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Blake Baxter,
Ultra Naté,
Roxy Music,
The Walker Brothers,
The Vogues,
Gregory Isaacs,
Gabor Szabo,
James White and The Blacks,
Lebanon Hanover,
Robert Wyatt,
Ornette Coleman,
Marmalade,
Public Enemy,
The American Breed,
Eddi Front,
Sam Rivers,
R.M.O.,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Cowsills, The Cowsills, The Cowsills, The Cowsills.
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.