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 China and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Max Romeo. All the underground hits.
All Curtis Mayfield tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eve St. Jones record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flipper,
Camberwell Now,
The Doobie Brothers,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Radiohead,
Television Personalities,
Visage,
Lindisfarne,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Model 500,
Letta Mbulu,
Symarip,
La Düsseldorf,
Gang Green,
Alison Limerick,
The Detroit Cobras,
Black Moon,
H. Thieme,
Urselle,
Anakelly,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Fela Kuti,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Alice Coltrane,
Lou Christie,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Crime,
Nils Olav,
The Happenings,
Warsaw,
The Buckinghams,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Quadrant,
The Alarm Clocks,
Loose Ends,
Babytalk,
Derrick May,
Cameo,
Dennis Brown,
Big Daddy Kane,
Nik Kershaw,
Hot Snakes,
Todd Terry,
These Immortal Souls,
Excepter,
Gong,
Todd Rundgren,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Soul Sonic Force,
Barrington Levy,
Spoonie Gee,
The Blackbyrds,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Kenny Larkin,
Duran Duran,
Boz Scaggs,
Talk Talk,
Gerry Rafferty,
Public Image Ltd.,
Ronnie Foster,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Beasts of Bourbon, Beasts of Bourbon, Beasts of Bourbon, Beasts of Bourbon.
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.