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 Nigeria and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 Lou Reed 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 Howard Jones to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Victims. All the underground hits.
All Television Personalities tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scientists record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
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 Symarip record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
DNA,
Intrusion,
The Dave Clark Five,
Ken Boothe,
June of 44,
Public Image Ltd.,
Dennis Brown,
Darondo,
In Retrospect,
Pole,
The Gories,
Dawn Penn,
Scion,
Masters at Work,
Hardrive,
Whodini,
New York Dolls,
Black Moon,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Slits,
The Stooges,
Gong,
Kas Product,
Robert Görl,
Au Pairs,
Robert Hood,
Symarip,
Television,
Fela Kuti,
Jeff Mills,
Terrestrial Tones,
Lebanon Hanover,
Camouflage,
Dual Sessions,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Fear,
The Invisible,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Smog,
Eden Ahbez,
Con Funk Shun,
La Düsseldorf,
The Searchers,
EPMD,
Grey Daturas,
Stockholm Monsters,
Reagan Youth,
Eli Mardock,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Index,
Laurel Aitken,
Tom Boy,
Ronnie Foster,
Blossom Toes,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Five Americans,
Gichy Dan,
Yellowson,
Cameo, Cameo, Cameo, Cameo.
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.