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 Malta and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Bad Manners to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Roxette. All the underground hits.
All Hot Snakes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Germs 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New York Dolls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Juan Atkins,
Ultimate Spinach,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Public Image Ltd.,
Crime,
Dave Gahan,
Pantaleimon,
Maurizio,
Heaven 17,
Joensuu 1685,
Scientists,
The Mojo Men,
Wire,
Monks,
Von Mondo,
Cymande,
Derrick Morgan,
The Misunderstood,
Mo-Dettes,
Nico,
Sonic Youth,
Grey Daturas,
OOIOO,
Electric Prunes,
The Doobie Brothers,
Black Bananas,
Tropical Tobacco,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Massinfluence,
Barrington Levy,
James White and The Blacks,
John Cale,
Little Man,
Mission of Burma,
Kenny Larkin,
Slick Rick,
Can,
Ten City,
The Seeds,
The Barracudas,
KRS-One,
The Smiths,
Yazoo,
Marcia Griffiths,
Matthew Bourne,
Steve Hackett,
Arab on Radar,
Rekid,
Girls At Our Best!,
Deakin,
Mark Hollis,
Aaron Thompson,
The Buckinghams,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
One Last Wish,
Loose Ends,
Fad Gadget,
The Selecter,
Stereo Dub,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty.
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.