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 United Kingdom and from Lagos.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 arpeggiator 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 June of 44 to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 This Heat. All the underground hits.
All Cheater Slicks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hasil Adkins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Icehouse record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neu!,
Boogie Down Productions,
New Age Steppers,
Bauhaus,
Bobby Sherman,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Camberwell Now,
Smog,
John Foxx,
Icehouse,
Ohio Players,
Isaac Hayes,
ABBA,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Saints,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Duran Duran,
The Fortunes,
The Index,
Chrome,
Avey Tare,
Depeche Mode,
Unwound,
Joey Negro,
The Slits,
Sixth Finger,
Anthony Braxton,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Joensuu 1685,
Lalann,
Eve St. Jones,
The Cramps,
The Gories,
Groovy Waters,
Barclay James Harvest,
Yusef Lateef,
The Mojo Men,
Surgeon,
Laurel Aitken,
The Slackers,
Ossler,
Lou Christie,
Tears for Fears,
Clear Light,
Camouflage,
Kayak,
Siglo XX,
Rod Modell,
Pantytec,
Aloha Tigers,
Rosa Yemen,
Monks,
Robert Hood,
The Detroit Cobras,
Don Cherry,
The Modern Lovers,
Darondo,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Doors,
Moss Icon,
New York Dolls,
Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby.
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.