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 Mali and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 guitar 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 Sexual Harrassment to the rock 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 Procol Harum. All the underground hits.
All Eurythmics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nirvana record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobbi Humphrey record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Judy Mowatt,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
New Order,
Ronan,
Public Enemy,
Nico,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Severed Heads,
Ralphi Rosario,
Goldenarms,
Bobby Byrd,
Deepchord,
The Young Rascals,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Jandek,
Agent Orange,
Sound Behaviour,
The Litter,
Organ,
The Modern Lovers,
Sixth Finger,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Standells,
Todd Rundgren,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Negative Approach,
Jeff Mills,
Minutemen,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Outsiders,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Half Japanese,
Kas Product,
Audionom,
Faust,
Pierre Henry,
Suburban Knight,
Suicide,
Soft Cell,
Boz Scaggs,
Barclay James Harvest,
Mission of Burma,
The Cowsills,
The Skatalites,
The Durutti Column,
Brand Nubian,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Animal Collective,
the Soft Cell,
Lower 48,
The Alarm Clocks,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
U.S. Maple,
New Age Steppers,
Country Teasers,
Drexciya,
Babytalk,
The J.B.'s,
Can,
LL Cool J,
The Fire Engines,
David Bowie,
Camouflage,
Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad.
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.