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 Eritrea and from Delhi.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Bologna.
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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Human League to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Scan 7. All the underground hits.
All Marcia Griffiths tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bluetip record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 marimba and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Slick Rick record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Shadows of Knight,
the Swans,
Average White Band,
DJ Style,
Alphaville,
Roger Hodgson,
the Germs,
Girls At Our Best!,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
H. Thieme,
Warsaw,
Lyres,
Icehouse,
Joe Smooth,
Siglo XX,
The Cure,
Delta 5,
a-ha,
UT,
James White and The Blacks,
Charles Mingus,
Andrew Hill,
Joensuu 1685,
Frankie Knuckles,
Vladislav Delay,
PIL,
The Dead C,
Alice Coltrane,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Nick Fraelich,
Fatback Band,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Inner City,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
EPMD,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Shoche,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Moss Icon,
Young Marble Giants,
Swans,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Sandy B,
China Crisis,
Vainqueur,
Juan Atkins,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Mars,
Quadrant,
Liliput,
Bob Dylan,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Lightning Bolt,
Bill Wells,
Erykah Badu,
Kayak,
The Move,
The Searchers,
Junior Murvin,
Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai.
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.