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 Swaziland and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 Robert Palmer 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 ABBA to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Siglo XX. All the underground hits.
All Pantytec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roy Ayers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Slave record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Monolake,
Bobby Sherman,
Warren Ellis,
CMW,
Moebius,
Rotary Connection,
The Electric Prunes,
Cluster,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Khruangbin,
Laurel Aitken,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Offenders,
Urselle,
Agitation Free,
Slick Rick,
Roger Hodgson,
Ronan,
The Saints,
Scan 7,
Blake Baxter,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Man Parrish,
Black Bananas,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Gang Gang Dance,
Marvin Gaye,
Chrome,
Public Enemy,
Organ,
The Move,
Technova,
Bizarre Inc.,
Basic Channel,
The Associates,
Index,
Pylon,
Vladislav Delay,
Drive Like Jehu,
Faust,
Eddi Front,
This Heat,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Eden Ahbez,
Michelle Simonal,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Soul Sonic Force,
Warsaw,
Lakeside,
Ituana,
Q65,
The Durutti Column,
Eric Copeland,
Lou Reed,
Erykah Badu,
One Last Wish,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Icehouse,
Deepchord,
A Certain Ratio,
Roxette, Roxette, Roxette, Roxette.
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.