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 Canada 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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Zero Boys to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Maleditus Sound. All the underground hits.
All Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every T.S.O.L. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gap Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fela Kuti,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Talk Talk,
Depeche Mode,
F. McDonald,
Easy Going,
Ice-T,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Young Marble Giants,
Agent Orange,
Sparks,
Junior Murvin,
The Cramps,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Alison Limerick,
Urselle,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Basic Channel,
The Blackbyrds,
The Residents,
Idris Muhammad,
T. Rex,
Grauzone,
Fat Boys,
The Pop Group,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Mark Hollis,
Boogie Down Productions,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Liliput,
The Doobie Brothers,
T.S.O.L.,
Blake Baxter,
Inner City,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Pagans,
Pussy Galore,
Fatback Band,
Scott Walker,
Section 25,
Brick,
The Gories,
Lebanon Hanover,
Negative Approach,
The Red Krayola,
Toni Rubio,
Davy DMX,
The Dead C,
Stockholm Monsters,
Grey Daturas,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Arthur Verocai,
Lindisfarne,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Divine Comedy,
Unrelated Segments,
Gastr Del Sol,
Royal Trux,
The Smiths,
The Invisible, The Invisible, The Invisible, The Invisible.
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.