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 Switzerland and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 arpeggiator 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 Ice-T to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Talk Talk. All the underground hits.
All Rites of Spring tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Smog record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a La Düsseldorf record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moebius,
Tubeway Army,
Warren Ellis,
Ornette Coleman,
Patti Smith,
Rites of Spring,
Morten Harket,
Leonard Cohen,
The Happenings,
John Cale,
Audionom,
Lalo Schifrin,
Rekid,
Scan 7,
Zapp,
Iggy Pop,
Crispy Ambulance,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Raincoats,
Whodini,
The Move,
Banda Bassotti,
Motorama,
Liliput,
The Star Department,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Anthony Braxton,
the Association,
Avey Tare,
CMW,
Q and Not U,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Count Five,
New Order,
The Monks,
Blake Baxter,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Second Layer,
Cymande,
The Stooges,
Bill Wells,
Bobby Byrd,
The J.B.'s,
Gerry Rafferty,
Marc Almond,
Neu!,
Arthur Verocai,
Nick Fraelich,
The Associates,
The Angels of Light,
Roxy Music,
Terry Callier,
The Fuzztones,
Cal Tjader,
Soulsonic Force,
Japan,
Alphaville,
Oneida,
Main Source,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Chris Corsano,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey.
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.