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 Kenya and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 The Monochrome Set to the rap 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 Brick. All the underground hits.
All Gary Puckett & The Union Gap tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ajijia Myrayebe record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an arpeggiator and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arab on Radar record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grey Daturas,
Aaron Thompson,
Idris Muhammad,
Banda Bassotti,
Hoover,
The Searchers,
PIL,
Vladislav Delay,
Skaos,
Japan,
Bill Wells,
Isaac Hayes,
The Buckinghams,
The American Breed,
Aural Exciters,
Gil Scott Heron,
Marc Almond,
Quadrant,
Howard Jones,
The Gap Band,
Morten Harket,
Agent Orange,
Country Teasers,
F. McDonald,
Sixth Finger,
Eddi Front,
Bob Dylan,
Sam Rivers,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Birthday Party,
Pantytec,
K-Klass,
DJ Style,
The Associates,
The Young Rascals,
Skarface,
ABBA,
The Zeros,
Shuggie Otis,
Deadbeat,
Ten City,
Faust,
Black Flag,
MC5,
Michelle Simonal,
Average White Band,
Letta Mbulu,
New Age Steppers,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Junior Murvin,
Black Pus,
Janne Schatter,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Joey Negro,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Funkadelic,
Kurtis Blow,
The Modern Lovers,
R.M.O.,
Wally Richardson, Wally Richardson, Wally Richardson, Wally Richardson.
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.