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 Nepal and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Tom Boy to the crunk 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 Niagra. All the underground hits.
All The Slackers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gong 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marvin Gaye record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bill Wells,
the Human League,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Dirtbombs,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Martian,
Mo-Dettes,
Black Moon,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Seeds,
Godley & Creme,
Buzzcocks,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Underground Resistance,
Joyce Sims,
The Fortunes,
Radio Birdman,
Michelle Simonal,
The Trojans,
Josef K,
The Skatalites,
Slave,
Soul II Soul,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Black Pus,
Pylon,
Panda Bear,
Janne Schatter,
Qualms,
Isaac Hayes,
Babytalk,
Siglo XX,
The Residents,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Divine Comedy,
Radiopuhelimet,
John Foxx,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Joe Smooth,
Minny Pops,
Urselle,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Eric B and Rakim,
10cc,
The Zeros,
Crispian St. Peters,
ABBA,
Newcleus,
X-Ray Spex,
Dorothy Ashby,
Absolute Body Control,
Iggy Pop,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
James Chance & The Contortions,
MDC,
The Offenders,
Subhumans,
Cecil Taylor,
Kayak,
Anakelly,
The Techniques,
Donald Byrd,
Skriet,
Marc Almond,
Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane.
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.