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 Rwanda and from Toronto.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Spoonie Gee to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Bill Near. All the underground hits.
All The Evens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Modern Lovers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Von Mondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stiv Bators,
The Young Rascals,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Desert Stars,
Gong,
World's Most,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Altered Images,
Tears for Fears,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Ralphi Rosario,
Roger Hodgson,
Make Up,
Faraquet,
The American Breed,
The Sound,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
EPMD,
Sandy B,
KRS-One,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Charles Mingus,
John Coltrane,
the Germs,
Soul II Soul,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Beau Brummels,
Bluetip,
Monolake,
Dark Day,
Neil Young,
The Human League,
Blancmange,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Anakelly,
Don Cherry,
Barry Ungar,
Qualms,
Thee Headcoats,
A Flock of Seagulls,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Siglo XX,
LL Cool J,
The Selecter,
DJ Sneak,
MDC,
Skarface,
Wolf Eyes,
the Slits,
Connie Case,
The Durutti Column,
Sister Nancy,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Malaria!,
Soft Cell,
Rhythm & Sound,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Godley & Creme,
One Last Wish,
Arcadia, Arcadia, Arcadia, Arcadia.
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.