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 Maldives and from Columbus.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 synthesizer 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 Notorious Big And Bone Thugs to the dance 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 Neil Young & Crazy Horse. All the underground hits.
All The Slackers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rotary Connection record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Josef K,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Peter and Kerry,
The Monochrome Set,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Grey Daturas,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Severed Heads,
Slave,
Bronski Beat,
The Divine Comedy,
Minnie Riperton,
Gabor Szabo,
The Fuzztones,
Pharoah Sanders,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Five Americans,
Brothers Johnson,
Duran Duran,
Tres Demented,
Desert Stars,
Kenny Larkin,
Barclay James Harvest,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Harmonia,
Dawn Penn,
Lalann,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Residents,
Au Pairs,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Newcleus,
Smog,
Y Pants,
Tears for Fears,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Names,
Johnny Clarke,
Ludus,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Ornette Coleman,
Glenn Branca,
Scrapy,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Pere Ubu,
Hot Snakes,
Negative Approach,
Idris Muhammad,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Marmalade,
The Mojo Men,
Gong,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Sound,
Agent Orange,
Aloha Tigers,
The Blues Magoos,
Charles Mingus,
Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne.
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.