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 Brazil and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 Goldenarms to the funk 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 Mantronix. All the underground hits.
All The Slackers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yazoo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pole record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxy Music,
Delon & Dalcan,
Eden Ahbez,
Schoolly D,
Peter & Gordon,
Underground Resistance,
The Skatalites,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Gerry Rafferty,
Steve Hackett,
Sonic Youth,
Ronnie Foster,
the Slits,
Faraquet,
The Cowsills,
MDC,
In Retrospect,
The Saints,
Gil Scott Heron,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
LL Cool J,
Flipper,
Glenn Branca,
The Human League,
The Gories,
The Moleskins,
The Doobie Brothers,
Kool Moe Dee,
Joensuu 1685,
Hot Snakes,
Bootsy Collins,
Ultimate Spinach,
Michelle Simonal,
The J.B.'s,
Robert Wyatt,
Toni Rubio,
The Golliwogs,
Easy Going,
JFA,
Saccharine Trust,
Juan Atkins,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Ice-T,
The Stooges,
Barrington Levy,
Fad Gadget,
Soft Cell,
8 Eyed Spy,
OOIOO,
Sister Nancy,
Maurizio,
Al Stewart,
Guru Guru,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Deepchord,
Crooked Eye,
Kaleidoscope,
Von Mondo,
Gastr Del Sol,
Moby Grape,
Duran Duran,
Joe Finger,
Nation of Ulysses,
Warsaw,
Joey Negro, Joey Negro, Joey Negro, Joey Negro.
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.