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 South Sudan and from Salvador.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Moleskins 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 Zapp. All the underground hits.
All Joy Division tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every De La Soul & Jungle Brothers 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Lynne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
It's A Beautiful Day,
Graham Central Station,
Yazoo,
Guru Guru,
Sandy B,
Ponytail,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Mandrill,
Whodini,
Lalo Schifrin,
Shuggie Otis,
Peter and Kerry,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Electric Prunes,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Ronan,
MC5,
The Motions,
Donald Byrd,
Pere Ubu,
X-101,
The Searchers,
Carl Craig,
Make Up,
Danielle Patucci,
Lakeside,
X-Ray Spex,
Groovy Waters,
The Shadows of Knight,
Pharoah Sanders,
Deakin,
Kevin Saunderson,
the Swans,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Con Funk Shun,
New Order,
Chrome,
OOIOO,
Godley & Creme,
Patti Smith,
The Selecter,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Yellowson,
UT,
Hashim,
The New Christs,
Unrelated Segments,
The Gun Club,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Severed Heads,
Glenn Branca,
Brass Construction,
Wasted Youth,
Country Teasers,
Ken Boothe,
Sparks,
Pantytec,
Stockholm Monsters,
John Foxx,
Desert Stars,
Jimmy McGriff,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five.
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.