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 Colombia and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 sitar 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 Silicon Teens to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Grass Roots. All the underground hits.
All Monolake tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every JFA record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deepchord,
Second Layer,
Pere Ubu,
Peter & Gordon,
Qualms,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Reuben Wilson,
Basic Channel,
Stetsasonic,
Average White Band,
FM Einheit,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Crispian St. Peters,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Sparks,
Kurtis Blow,
Dawn Penn,
Reagan Youth,
Radiohead,
Tubeway Army,
Absolute Body Control,
The Stooges,
Fat Boys,
Circle Jerks,
Kerrie Biddell,
Los Fastidios,
EPMD,
Neu!,
Ultra Naté,
Joyce Sims,
Newcleus,
A Certain Ratio,
Lakeside,
Aloha Tigers,
Essential Logic,
Echospace,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Mojo Men,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Cheater Slicks,
Big Daddy Kane,
Ponytail,
Stereo Dub,
The Five Americans,
John Foxx,
Sly & The Family Stone,
James White and The Blacks,
The Remains,
Brothers Johnson,
The Doors,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Guru Guru,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Robert Görl,
Lou Christie,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bobby Byrd,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Supertramp,
Accadde A,
The Techniques,
Procol Harum,
David Bowie, David Bowie, David Bowie, David Bowie.
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.