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 Oman and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Calgary.
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 harpsichord 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 X-101 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 Heaven 17. All the underground hits.
All The Moody Blues tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arab on Radar record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Foxx record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator 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 Dave Clark Five,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Cowsills,
Monks,
Livin' Joy,
Icehouse,
Jawbox,
Anthony Braxton,
Scott Walker,
Davy DMX,
Accadde A,
Lucky Dragons,
Joe Smooth,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Amon Düül,
Crime,
The Fortunes,
The Slackers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Joensuu 1685,
La Düsseldorf,
Royal Trux,
The American Breed,
Sonic Youth,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Bizarre Inc.,
Johnny Osbourne,
Yazoo,
Desert Stars,
The Red Krayola,
Deepchord,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Gang Green,
The Mummies,
The Remains,
Buzzcocks,
Tom Boy,
Drive Like Jehu,
Tears for Fears,
Peter & Gordon,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Shadows of Knight,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Flash Fearless,
Moby Grape,
Simply Red,
Gregory Isaacs,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Symarip,
Sixth Finger,
Pharoah Sanders,
Severed Heads,
Sparks,
Duran Duran,
Urselle,
Ultra Naté,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine.
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.