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 St Lucia and from Taipei.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 oboe 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 Godley & Creme to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Bootsy's Rubber Band. All the underground hits.
All Ice-T tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Isaac Hayes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Raincoats record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
OOIOO,
CMW,
The Mojo Men,
Bobby Sherman,
Bobby Womack,
Bronski Beat,
The Associates,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Boogie Down Productions,
Albert Ayler,
Severed Heads,
Oneida,
June Days,
Shuggie Otis,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Erasure,
Sexual Harrassment,
World's Most,
Agitation Free,
Ten City,
Wire,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Public Image Ltd.,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Zeros,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
T.S.O.L.,
Zero Boys,
Inner City,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Barracudas,
Audionom,
Oblivians,
David Axelrod,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Soul Sonic Force,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Pantytec,
Leonard Cohen,
Sparks,
A Certain Ratio,
Nation of Ulysses,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Techniques,
John Holt,
Mandrill,
Talk Talk,
Bootsy Collins,
The New Christs,
Con Funk Shun,
Grauzone,
Swell Maps,
Harpers Bizarre,
Kaleidoscope,
The Seeds,
Japan,
Flamin' Groovies,
Soulsonic Force,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
R.M.O.,
Cheater Slicks,
Marvin Gaye,
Nirvana, Nirvana, Nirvana, Nirvana.
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.