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 Marshall Islands and from Hong Kong.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Sao Paulo.
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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Electric Prunes to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Bluetip. All the underground hits.
All Index tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Theoretical Girls 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Albert Ayler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brothers Johnson,
the Germs,
Rhythm & Sound,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Marvin Gaye,
Depeche Mode,
Ituana,
Fugazi,
8 Eyed Spy,
Black Pus,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Electric Prunes,
Rapeman,
Sight & Sound,
Alton Ellis,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Slackers,
The Doobie Brothers,
Grandmaster Flash,
Eden Ahbez,
Surgeon,
Amon Düül II,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Remains,
Arcadia,
Roy Ayers,
the Sonics,
This Heat,
Massinfluence,
Nico,
Gang Green,
Ultra Naté,
Little Man,
Qualms,
Zero Boys,
The Associates,
Blake Baxter,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Dead C,
Rakim,
Hashim,
Slick Rick,
Eve St. Jones,
The Young Rascals,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Raincoats,
Sunsets and Hearts,
ABBA,
Joey Negro,
Hasil Adkins,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Shoche,
Dorothy Ashby,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Sonny Sharrock,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Jesper Dahlback,
Schoolly D,
Marc Almond,
Steve Hackett,
The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s.
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.