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 South Africa and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Index to the disco 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 Bootsy Collins. All the underground hits.
All Kayak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camouflage record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Newcleus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Quantec,
Funky Four + One,
Metal Thangz,
Pantytec,
Stetsasonic,
Wolf Eyes,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Negative Approach,
Tropical Tobacco,
Eden Ahbez,
Minor Threat,
Gang Green,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Fat Boys,
Franke,
Tom Boy,
The Index,
Pantaleimon,
The Motions,
Bluetip,
10cc,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Soul Sonic Force,
Camouflage,
Nils Olav,
The Knickerbockers,
Drive Like Jehu,
Organ,
The Dead C,
Lee Hazlewood,
Bizarre Inc.,
Eric Dolphy,
Skriet,
the Slits,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Buckinghams,
Anthony Braxton,
Soulsonic Force,
Severed Heads,
Scan 7,
Sonic Youth,
Ituana,
Joyce Sims,
Reuben Wilson,
Flash Fearless,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Brothers Johnson,
Slave,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Alison Limerick,
Big Daddy Kane,
Schoolly D,
Piero Umiliani,
Lalo Schifrin,
Zapp,
Television Personalities,
Whodini,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Joe Smooth,
Slick Rick,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Joy Division,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight.
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.