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 Tuvalu and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 mellotron 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 Altered Images to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 The Mighty Diamonds. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra Arkestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David Axelrod 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
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 Ultramagnetic MC's record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alison Limerick,
The Knickerbockers,
The Electric Prunes,
Josef K,
Niagra,
Neil Young,
Stetsasonic,
Mission of Burma,
The Searchers,
Monks,
Shoche,
Eden Ahbez,
Q and Not U,
The Cowsills,
Wire,
Cymande,
Theoretical Girls,
Nation of Ulysses,
Crispian St. Peters,
June of 44,
Yazoo,
Sam Rivers,
Sex Pistols,
MC5,
Donny Hathaway,
the Fania All-Stars,
Nico,
Spoonie Gee,
Absolute Body Control,
Adolescents,
Quando Quango,
Massinfluence,
Drive Like Jehu,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Frankie Knuckles,
Gil Scott Heron,
Morten Harket,
The Real Kids,
The Young Rascals,
Animal Collective,
Hot Snakes,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ludus,
Harpers Bizarre,
Lou Reed,
Subhumans,
Gang Starr,
Siglo XX,
Oblivians,
Stiv Bators,
10cc,
Hoover,
Ronan,
Guru Guru,
Porter Ricks,
Robert Görl,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Talk Talk,
Flipper,
JFA, JFA, JFA, JFA.
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.