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 Cape Verde and from Milan.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 Robert Palmer 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 Eurythmics to the disco 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 Jacques Brel. All the underground hits.
All Lyres tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brick record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scientists,
Warsaw,
Country Teasers,
Aloha Tigers,
Metal Thangz,
Ultravox,
Bill Near,
Marmalade,
Eli Mardock,
Parry Music,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Crispy Ambulance,
Toni Rubio,
Crooked Eye,
Deepchord,
Television Personalities,
The Dirtbombs,
Kenny Larkin,
Roxette,
Sex Pistols,
Ohio Players,
Interpol,
Funkadelic,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Gun Club,
Monolake,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Young Marble Giants,
The Cramps,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Patti Smith,
Organ,
Crash Course in Science,
Franke,
Cheater Slicks,
Skarface,
Scion,
The Gories,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Gap Band,
June Days,
Sight & Sound,
Pet Shop Boys,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Andrew Hill,
In Retrospect,
Tommy Roe,
The Smoke,
Lou Christie,
Black Bananas,
The New Christs,
Johnny Osbourne,
Radiohead,
Roy Ayers,
Moss Icon,
L. Decosne,
Barclay James Harvest,
Boredoms,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Public Enemy,
The Fortunes,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo.
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.