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 Toronto.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 chamberlin 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 Metal Thangz to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Alton Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Ornette Coleman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flamin' Groovies record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bad Manners record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Malaria!,
Eric Copeland,
Bauhaus,
Basic Channel,
The Music Machine,
Gerry Rafferty,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Amon Düül,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Cheater Slicks,
Soulsonic Force,
Yazoo,
Popol Vuh,
Avey Tare,
Nils Olav,
Crime,
Easy Going,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Alton Ellis,
Black Moon,
the Sonics,
Neu!,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Pagans,
Ralphi Rosario,
Crispian St. Peters,
John Lydon,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Can,
Josef K,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Joensuu 1685,
Qualms,
K-Klass,
Massinfluence,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Aloha Tigers,
Roger Hodgson,
Derrick Morgan,
Sun City Girls,
The Move,
Dennis Brown,
The Pop Group,
Minnie Riperton,
Scott Walker,
Jeff Mills,
Intrusion,
The Count Five,
Hardrive,
Ultimate Spinach,
Scion,
Thee Headcoats,
Skarface,
Silicon Teens,
Loose Ends,
The Techniques,
New Age Steppers,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Minutemen,
Skriet,
The Cowsills,
Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis.
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.