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 Italy and from Hong Kong.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Von Mondo to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Lou Reed & Metallica. All the underground hits.
All World's Most tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fear record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 a linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Foxx record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kas Product,
Man Parrish,
Albert Ayler,
F. McDonald,
Gastr Del Sol,
Warsaw,
Ronnie Foster,
Gang Green,
Liliput,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
KRS-One,
Sexual Harrassment,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Marc Almond,
CMW,
Sonny Sharrock,
Silicon Teens,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Star Department,
Gang of Four,
Alison Limerick,
The New Christs,
Clear Light,
The Toasters,
Index,
John Coltrane,
Derrick May,
Crispian St. Peters,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Lakeside,
PIL,
Monks,
Arthur Verocai,
The Motions,
Radiopuhelimet,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Fugazi,
Groovy Waters,
Godley & Creme,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Junior Murvin,
The Mummies,
Subhumans,
cv313,
Flamin' Groovies,
Wings,
The Golliwogs,
Thompson Twins,
Black Sheep,
The Cramps,
The Pop Group,
World's Most,
Gang Gang Dance,
10cc,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Blake Baxter,
Black Moon,
Boredoms,
Camberwell Now,
The Stooges,
Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack.
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.