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 China and from Lyon.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Sugar Minott to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel. All the underground hits.
All Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every LL Cool J 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pharoah Sanders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
These Immortal Souls,
Nirvana,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Brass Construction,
Danielle Patucci,
Television Personalities,
Skriet,
Qualms,
Darondo,
Surgeon,
10cc,
Nico,
Dark Day,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Absolute Body Control,
Joe Finger,
The Selecter,
Bad Manners,
Dorothy Ashby,
Hoover,
Grauzone,
Bush Tetras,
Sam Rivers,
the Fania All-Stars,
Theoretical Girls,
John Cale,
Jimmy McGriff,
Au Pairs,
Urselle,
Ralphi Rosario,
Magazine,
Slick Rick,
The Leaves,
The Buckinghams,
Derrick May,
Audionom,
Gang Starr,
Reagan Youth,
Dave Gahan,
Buzzcocks,
Faust,
Lalo Schifrin,
Drive Like Jehu,
Nas,
Rapeman,
Johnny Clarke,
LL Cool J,
David Axelrod,
Flamin' Groovies,
Robert Wyatt,
Main Source,
The Pop Group,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Searchers,
Loose Ends,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Royal Trux,
Guru Guru,
Robert Hood, Robert Hood, Robert Hood, Robert Hood.
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.