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 Serbia and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 organ 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 Jawbox to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 CMW. All the underground hits.
All Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every World's Most record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Patti Smith,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Yellowson,
Ludus,
Henry Cow,
Hardrive,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Gregory Isaacs,
Icehouse,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Raincoats,
Dawn Penn,
The Last Poets,
Negative Approach,
Maurizio,
Terry Callier,
Urselle,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Suicide,
Thompson Twins,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Velvet Underground,
Ossler,
World's Most,
The Gap Band,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Scion,
Juan Atkins,
Dave Gahan,
Half Japanese,
Marine Girls,
Barclay James Harvest,
Susan Cadogan,
The Fuzztones,
The Moleskins,
Scrapy,
The Dave Clark Five,
Chrome,
Second Layer,
Vainqueur,
Mantronix,
The Knickerbockers,
Slick Rick,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Tom Boy,
Bang On A Can,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Happenings,
Soulsonic Force,
Nico,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Grey Daturas,
The Grass Roots,
Yazoo,
Radio Birdman,
Mad Mike,
Franke,
The Techniques,
Rod Modell,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Wire, Wire, Wire, Wire.
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.