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 Qatar and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Nico to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Cybotron. All the underground hits.
All Heaven 17 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zero Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eli Mardock record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nation of Ulysses,
Radio Birdman,
Excepter,
Masters at Work,
EPMD,
Organ,
Sister Nancy,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Johnny Osbourne,
Ten City,
Janne Schatter,
Neil Young,
Metal Thangz,
Los Fastidios,
T.S.O.L.,
Skriet,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Circle Jerks,
Neu!,
A Certain Ratio,
The Cosmic Jokers,
PIL,
Warsaw,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Television,
Brick,
Zapp,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Davy DMX,
Can,
World's Most,
Wire,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Terrestrial Tones,
Bill Wells,
Robert Hood,
The Blackbyrds,
Boogie Down Productions,
Cameo,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
UT,
ABC,
Unrelated Segments,
Joe Smooth,
Bluetip,
Quando Quango,
Talk Talk,
Gabor Szabo,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Interpol,
The Count Five,
Donald Byrd,
Gichy Dan,
Suicide,
Kurtis Blow,
Parry Music,
Crime,
Blake Baxter,
Toni Rubio,
Bobby Womack,
Barclay James Harvest,
Sad Lovers and Giants, Sad Lovers and Giants, Sad Lovers and Giants, Sad Lovers and Giants.
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.