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 Lebanon and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 organ 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 MC5 to the jazz 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 Laurel Aitken. All the underground hits.
All Freddie Wadling tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tres Demented 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brand Nubian record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Average White Band,
World's Most,
ABBA,
The Skatalites,
Bobby Womack,
Kaleidoscope,
Quadrant,
The Kinks,
Section 25,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Joe Finger,
The Stooges,
Flash Fearless,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Moby Grape,
The Mummies,
Blossom Toes,
Radiohead,
Cymande,
Nick Fraelich,
Howard Jones,
T.S.O.L.,
AZ,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Zeros,
Bad Manners,
The Smiths,
Erykah Badu,
The Martian,
The Moody Blues,
John Foxx,
Agitation Free,
LL Cool J,
Skarface,
The Remains,
Brick,
Bizarre Inc.,
Wolf Eyes,
The Fortunes,
Severed Heads,
Barrington Levy,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Liliput,
The Barracudas,
Gil Scott Heron,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Television Personalities,
Albert Ayler,
Television,
Yazoo,
Glenn Branca,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Electric Prunes,
Eric Dolphy,
The Five Americans,
Heaven 17,
Tubeway Army,
H. Thieme,
Nico,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids.
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.