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 Australia and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 linndrum 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 ABC to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Nik Kershaw. All the underground hits.
All Erykah Badu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Little Man 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bootsy's Rubber Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fuzztones,
Delta 5,
Shoche,
New Order,
The Standells,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Kas Product,
Public Image Ltd.,
Ponytail,
Intrusion,
Kerri Chandler,
The Sound,
The Offenders,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Barbara Tucker,
Cluster,
Electric Prunes,
Adolescents,
Warsaw,
China Crisis,
Fela Kuti,
Dennis Brown,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Human League,
Parry Music,
Dead Boys,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Gories,
Yellowson,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Jacob Miller,
cv313,
Japan,
Ten City,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Michelle Simonal,
Black Moon,
the Slits,
Scientists,
Eddi Front,
John Foxx,
Rosa Yemen,
Ronan,
Josef K,
Lalann,
Arab on Radar,
Althea and Donna,
Sarah Menescal,
The Associates,
Sex Pistols,
In Retrospect,
The Misunderstood,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Dave Clark Five,
Quadrant,
Talk Talk,
Man Parrish,
Robert Hood,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Skriet,
Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls.
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.