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 Bahamas and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Nico to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Royal Trux. All the underground hits.
All Johnny Osbourne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Niagra 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra Arkestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Can,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Television Personalities,
Ralphi Rosario,
Fat Boys,
Blake Baxter,
The Grass Roots,
the Human League,
Maleditus Sound,
Joe Smooth,
The Saints,
Altered Images,
Bad Manners,
Sight & Sound,
Todd Rundgren,
Soulsonic Force,
Warsaw,
Qualms,
Radiohead,
Piero Umiliani,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Fugs,
Kool Moe Dee,
Roxy Music,
Excepter,
The Monochrome Set,
Bluetip,
In Retrospect,
Colin Newman,
Tears for Fears,
Michelle Simonal,
the Bar-Kays,
Fluxion,
The Searchers,
Schoolly D,
James White and The Blacks,
PIL,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Brothers Johnson,
Yusef Lateef,
The Birthday Party,
Pet Shop Boys,
Von Mondo,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Symarip,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Desert Stars,
B.T. Express,
Tim Buckley,
Bang On A Can,
Japan,
Clear Light,
Bauhaus,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Mo-Dettes,
Model 500,
The Litter,
Dawn Penn,
The Skatalites,
Girls At Our Best!,
Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters.
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.