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 Cuba and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 Donald Fagen 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 Camberwell Now to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Durutti Column. All the underground hits.
All Magma tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiohead 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Siglo XX record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Blackbyrds,
Soulsonic Force,
The Star Department,
Bauhaus,
Pantaleimon,
These Immortal Souls,
The Sound,
Grauzone,
Roxette,
Tubeway Army,
Sarah Menescal,
Gil Scott Heron,
the Soft Cell,
Man Eating Sloth,
Harmonia,
Prince Buster,
Niagra,
Sight & Sound,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Jeru the Damaja,
Robert Hood,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Girls At Our Best!,
Gabor Szabo,
Organ,
B.T. Express,
The Grass Roots,
Minnie Riperton,
The Move,
The Zeros,
Aloha Tigers,
The Birthday Party,
Subhumans,
the Sonics,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Los Fastidios,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Davy DMX,
Derrick Morgan,
Cecil Taylor,
Whodini,
The Divine Comedy,
The Dave Clark Five,
Junior Murvin,
Wire,
Tropical Tobacco,
Agent Orange,
The Angels of Light,
Janne Schatter,
Ralphi Rosario,
Sound Behaviour,
Babytalk,
The Shadows of Knight,
Alphaville,
Sam Rivers,
The Barracudas,
Deakin,
Skarface,
Dennis Brown,
Depeche Mode,
Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango.
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.