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 Germany and from Columbus.
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 London and Manila.
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 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 Gun Club to the disco 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 Manfred Mann's Earth Band. All the underground hits.
All Ituana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Howard Jones record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 clarinet and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Henry Cow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Mighty Diamonds,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Stetsasonic,
Harpers Bizarre,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Fuzztones,
Rosa Yemen,
Moby Grape,
Technova,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Japan,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Leaves,
Scan 7,
Faraquet,
The Real Kids,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Youth Brigade,
The Move,
Lungfish,
Quadrant,
Gang Green,
Henry Cow,
Mary Jane Girls,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Avey Tare,
Jandek,
Accadde A,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Angry Samoans,
Little Man,
Traffic Nightmare,
Royal Trux,
The Standells,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
KRS-One,
The Slackers,
Connie Case,
Black Flag,
the Fania All-Stars,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Hoover,
Eric Copeland,
Malaria!,
Tommy Roe,
Tim Buckley,
CMW,
Tears for Fears,
Soul II Soul,
Bob Dylan,
Adolescents,
K-Klass,
Todd Terry,
Eurythmics,
The Gap Band,
The United States of America,
Inner City,
Leonard Cohen,
The Cramps,
Amon Düül II,
Sam Rivers,
Brick,
Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5.
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.