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 Monaco and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Portland.
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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 the Normal to the rap 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 Visage. All the underground hits.
All New Order tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Smooth 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jerry Gold Smith,
Flash Fearless,
Black Flag,
Oblivians,
Joe Smooth,
Terrestrial Tones,
Tomorrow,
Iggy Pop,
Spoonie Gee,
The Gun Club,
Barrington Levy,
The Raincoats,
Nas,
Banda Bassotti,
The Index,
Rufus Thomas,
The Cure,
Jacob Miller,
The Flesh Eaters,
Jawbox,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ultimate Spinach,
Deepchord,
Siglo XX,
Skriet,
Can,
The Stooges,
Donald Byrd,
In Retrospect,
Infiniti,
Moebius,
Stetsasonic,
Joyce Sims,
Tears for Fears,
FM Einheit,
Black Bananas,
The Offenders,
Main Source,
Maurizio,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Brick,
Isaac Hayes,
Eden Ahbez,
Kaleidoscope,
Sister Nancy,
Groovy Waters,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Organ,
Con Funk Shun,
Alphaville,
The Music Machine,
Circle Jerks,
Hardrive,
CMW,
The Angels of Light,
Flipper,
Al Stewart,
Niagra,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger.
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.