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 Philippines and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Essential Logic to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Ultra Naté. All the underground hits.
All Eric Dolphy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Soft Cell 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bauhaus,
Public Image Ltd.,
Charles Mingus,
Fluxion,
Lalann,
Rapeman,
Excepter,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Remains,
The Martian,
Siglo XX,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Kurtis Blow,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Mantronix,
Talk Talk,
Junior Murvin,
The Smoke,
Sandy B,
Minnie Riperton,
World's Most,
Fear,
Reuben Wilson,
Zero Boys,
Moby Grape,
Archie Shepp,
Los Fastidios,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Pylon,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rekid,
Surgeon,
Isaac Hayes,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Vladislav Delay,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Mark Hollis,
Connie Case,
Bang On A Can,
Moss Icon,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Nation of Ulysses,
Morten Harket,
Lindisfarne,
Ultravox,
Boogie Down Productions,
Deakin,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Gong,
the Association,
Technova,
The Neon Judgement,
The Buckinghams,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Golliwogs,
The Sound,
Basic Channel,
Procol Harum,
Nick Fraelich,
Barry Ungar,
Lower 48,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Leonard Cohen,
Crispian St. Peters, Crispian St. Peters, Crispian St. Peters, Crispian St. Peters.
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.