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 Slovakia 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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 Lou Reed 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 Black Pus to the funk 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 Alison Limerick. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Duran Duran 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Monochrome Set record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fugs,
Liliput,
X-101,
The Evens,
Peter & Gordon,
Subhumans,
Patti Smith,
Chris & Cosey,
Neu!,
The Offenders,
Pantytec,
Don Cherry,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Sound,
The Cowsills,
Unwound,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Crime,
Alison Limerick,
Zapp,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Marmalade,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Absolute Body Control,
The Trojans,
It's A Beautiful Day,
LL Cool J,
Eric Dolphy,
Lungfish,
Quando Quango,
Amazonics,
The Music Machine,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Zero Boys,
Andrew Hill,
Slave,
Pole,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Mummies,
Mr. Review,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Joy Division,
Panda Bear,
Fela Kuti,
Bobby Womack,
48th St. Collective,
Kurtis Blow,
Vladislav Delay,
The Human League,
Loose Ends,
Trumans Water,
Johnny Osbourne,
Royal Trux,
Roxette,
Public Enemy,
Organ,
Amon Düül II,
Tears for Fears,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Rufus Thomas,
Sällskapet,
The Pretty Things,
Grauzone,
Outsiders, Outsiders, Outsiders, Outsiders.
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.