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 Oman and from Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 clarinet 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 Bluetip to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Isaac Hayes. All the underground hits.
All Easy Going tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Larry & the Blue Notes 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Joe & The Fish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Saints,
The Standells,
Trumans Water,
The Shadows of Knight,
Circle Jerks,
Japan,
Gichy Dan,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Wings,
Eric Copeland,
The Residents,
Black Sheep,
FM Einheit,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Pussy Galore,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Skaos,
Brass Construction,
R.M.O.,
Quadrant,
The Detroit Cobras,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Swell Maps,
Matthew Bourne,
Idris Muhammad,
Deadbeat,
Hashim,
Von Mondo,
Harry Pussy,
Average White Band,
Masters at Work,
Public Image Ltd.,
Crispian St. Peters,
Yellowson,
Joe Smooth,
Outsiders,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Peter and Kerry,
Pere Ubu,
The Kinks,
Audionom,
The Music Machine,
Rufus Thomas,
Thompson Twins,
Qualms,
The Real Kids,
Tomorrow,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Rhythm & Sound,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Stooges,
Lower 48,
Rotary Connection,
Deepchord,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Unrelated Segments,
Fluxion,
Godley & Creme,
The Monks,
Ultra Naté,
Harpers Bizarre,
Avey Tare, Avey Tare, Avey Tare, Avey Tare.
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.