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 Liberia and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 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 Thee Headcoats to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Max Romeo. All the underground hits.
All Scientists tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wasted Youth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker + Sunn O))) record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sandy B,
Joe Finger,
The Move,
Nik Kershaw,
Marcia Griffiths,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Bill Near,
Smog,
Chris & Cosey,
The Moody Blues,
Colin Newman,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Delta 5,
Con Funk Shun,
Ice-T,
Eden Ahbez,
Marc Almond,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Nas,
The Fugs,
Arthur Verocai,
Gichy Dan,
Boogie Down Productions,
Subhumans,
Oneida,
Deepchord,
Reagan Youth,
The Happenings,
The Associates,
The Walker Brothers,
The Techniques,
Johnny Clarke,
Janne Schatter,
Leonard Cohen,
Letta Mbulu,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Kaleidoscope,
Chris Corsano,
The Misunderstood,
Sun Ra,
Delon & Dalcan,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Ultra Naté,
D'Angelo,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Alison Limerick,
cv313,
Robert Wyatt,
Ken Boothe,
The Remains,
Crime,
Technova,
Black Bananas,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Cal Tjader,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Soul Sonic Force,
Tom Boy,
OOIOO,
Moby Grape,
The Black Dice, The Black Dice, The Black Dice, The Black Dice.
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.