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 Thailand and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 oboe 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 Mantronix to the punk 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 Lakeside. All the underground hits.
All Icehouse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Public Enemy 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Human League,
Electric Prunes,
In Retrospect,
Anakelly,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Fluxion,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Man Parrish,
Joy Division,
X-102,
the Bar-Kays,
Sister Nancy,
Marmalade,
Glenn Branca,
Connie Case,
The Slackers,
Minnie Riperton,
Pulsallama,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Kerri Chandler,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Wake,
Nils Olav,
Maleditus Sound,
Swell Maps,
The J.B.'s,
Supertramp,
Clear Light,
H. Thieme,
Erasure,
Stetsasonic,
Black Sheep,
Khruangbin,
Traffic Nightmare,
Skaos,
Neil Young,
Big Daddy Kane,
Boz Scaggs,
David Axelrod,
Nick Fraelich,
Gregory Isaacs,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Smog,
Gang Gang Dance,
Los Fastidios,
Jerry's Kids,
Ralphi Rosario,
Marvin Gaye,
OOIOO,
Kayak,
Drive Like Jehu,
CMW,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
EPMD,
Roy Ayers,
The Remains,
Nik Kershaw,
Yellowson,
The Walker Brothers,
Bobby Womack,
The Red Krayola, The Red Krayola, The Red Krayola, The Red Krayola.
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.