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 Switzerland and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 rhodes 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 The Mummies to the electroclash 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 Manfred Mann's Earth Band. All the underground hits.
All DJ Sneak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echo & the Bunnymen 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Teasers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Doobie Brothers,
Zero Boys,
Don Cherry,
Gabor Szabo,
Soft Machine,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
K-Klass,
Byron Stingily,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Darondo,
Tom Boy,
Boogie Down Productions,
Fela Kuti,
Sound Behaviour,
Big Daddy Kane,
Fugazi,
Gang of Four,
Con Funk Shun,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Robert Wyatt,
Grandmaster Flash,
Gregory Isaacs,
kango's stein massive,
June of 44,
Sonny Sharrock,
Absolute Body Control,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Jandek,
Warren Ellis,
The Busters,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
T. Rex,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Toasters,
Agent Orange,
Yellowson,
Visage,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Loose Ends,
Pantytec,
Minny Pops,
Brass Construction,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
EPMD,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Cheater Slicks,
Lee Hazlewood,
Jeff Lynne,
Talk Talk,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Count Five,
Eric Dolphy,
Colin Newman,
Barrington Levy,
the Sonics,
June Days,
Surgeon,
Bobby Womack,
Sandy B,
Gang Green, Gang Green, Gang Green, Gang Green.
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.