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 France and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 organ 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 John Foxx to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Lakeside. All the underground hits.
All Joe Finger tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rekid record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun City Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alice Coltrane,
Grandmaster Flash,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Terry Callier,
Nils Olav,
Vladislav Delay,
The Busters,
Jerry's Kids,
Bob Dylan,
The United States of America,
E-Dancer,
Chris & Cosey,
The New Christs,
Sam Rivers,
In Retrospect,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Gichy Dan,
Eric Dolphy,
Reagan Youth,
Marvin Gaye,
Rosa Yemen,
Glenn Branca,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Black Pus,
Agitation Free,
Harmonia,
Lee Hazlewood,
T. Rex,
Mission of Burma,
Niagra,
Flipper,
Wire,
Sexual Harrassment,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Pulsallama,
Carl Craig,
Jeru the Damaja,
John Foxx,
Dead Boys,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Skarface,
The Gap Band,
Oblivians,
Tommy Roe,
One Last Wish,
Harry Pussy,
Peter & Gordon,
Television,
Pantaleimon,
Funky Four + One,
The Young Rascals,
Ronnie Foster,
DJ Style,
Cymande,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Barrington Levy,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Joe Smooth,
Interpol,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu.
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.