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 Botswana and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 güiro 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 Fat Boys to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud. All the underground hits.
All Ludus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gerry Rafferty record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 snare and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Reed & Metallica record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Isaac Hayes,
Nas,
The Gap Band,
Gong,
Accadde A,
ABC,
Intrusion,
Grandmaster Flash,
One Last Wish,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Tubeway Army,
Marshall Jefferson,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Joy Division,
Kas Product,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Rekid,
Minutemen,
Bobby Byrd,
Faraquet,
Pantaleimon,
Jimmy McGriff,
Infiniti,
Suicide,
The Sonics,
Section 25,
10cc,
Siglo XX,
Mandrill,
Fear,
Kenny Larkin,
Joey Negro,
Suburban Knight,
X-102,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Gladiators,
Rakim,
Severed Heads,
Royal Trux,
Skaos,
Flash Fearless,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Iggy Pop,
Morten Harket,
Anakelly,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Lou Reed,
Blossom Toes,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
John Coltrane,
The Victims,
Moebius,
Minnie Riperton,
Supertramp,
Spandau Ballet,
Brothers Johnson,
Inner City,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Public Enemy,
The Men They Couldn't Hang, The Men They Couldn't Hang, The Men They Couldn't Hang, The Men They Couldn't Hang.
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.