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 Liberia and from Paris.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Cairo.
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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 EPMD to the jazz 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 The Saints. All the underground hits.
All Erasure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hasil Adkins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonic Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Lydon,
Arcadia,
Freddie Wadling,
Fela Kuti,
Susan Cadogan,
Skaos,
Siglo XX,
Bobby Byrd,
Scan 7,
Jeff Lynne,
Maleditus Sound,
Echospace,
Dual Sessions,
Thompson Twins,
Juan Atkins,
Peter & Gordon,
Godley & Creme,
In Retrospect,
Blancmange,
ABBA,
E-Dancer,
The Litter,
UT,
Stiv Bators,
Ultra Naté,
Pantaleimon,
Marcia Griffiths,
Procol Harum,
Fatback Band,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Mr. Review,
Todd Rundgren,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Golliwogs,
A Certain Ratio,
Eden Ahbez,
Pylon,
LL Cool J,
Technova,
Soft Cell,
Eric Dolphy,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Invisible,
Bill Near,
Ronan,
The Mummies,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Black Sheep,
Lebanon Hanover,
Blossom Toes,
Pussy Galore,
Delon & Dalcan,
U.S. Maple,
Sixth Finger,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Supertramp,
La Düsseldorf,
Letta Mbulu,
Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica.
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.