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 Cuba and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 linndrum 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 Gang of Four 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 Jesper Dahlback. All the underground hits.
All Rosa Yemen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Sonics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Leaves record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Symarip,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Aloha Tigers,
Soft Machine,
Sex Pistols,
T.S.O.L.,
Sound Behaviour,
The Toasters,
Minny Pops,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Remains,
Boz Scaggs,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Mojo Men,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Johnny Osbourne,
JFA,
Dave Gahan,
Nico,
Slave,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Sonic Youth,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Ohio Players,
Idris Muhammad,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Chris Corsano,
La Düsseldorf,
David Axelrod,
Fort Wilson Riot,
the Association,
Eden Ahbez,
Bobby Womack,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Delon & Dalcan,
Radiopuhelimet,
DJ Sneak,
The Techniques,
The Associates,
Faust,
Rufus Thomas,
48th St. Collective,
Flash Fearless,
Robert Hood,
the Germs,
Donald Byrd,
Public Enemy,
Gang of Four,
Audionom,
Pere Ubu,
Eli Mardock,
Banda Bassotti,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Aswad,
Leonard Cohen,
Monolake,
Harry Pussy,
The Martian,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Zeros,
The Human League,
Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee.
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.