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 Guinea-Bissau and from Manila.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the güiro 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 Patti Smith 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 Vainqueur. All the underground hits.
All Cabaret Voltaire tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dave Gahan 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Rotary Connection,
Kevin Saunderson,
Letta Mbulu,
Donald Byrd,
The Velvet Underground,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Oneida,
X-102,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
DJ Style,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Ronnie Foster,
Bill Wells,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Agent Orange,
Ponytail,
The Gap Band,
The Offenders,
the Slits,
Pulsallama,
Slick Rick,
Johnny Clarke,
John Coltrane,
Lindisfarne,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Todd Rundgren,
Section 25,
Arcadia,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Sound Behaviour,
The Modern Lovers,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Marshall Jefferson,
Lou Reed,
Yaz,
John Cale,
Stiv Bators,
The Slackers,
Marcia Griffiths,
Mark Hollis,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Terrestrial Tones,
Black Sheep,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Little Man,
June of 44,
Drive Like Jehu,
R.M.O.,
Yazoo,
The Busters,
Dave Gahan,
The Names,
Easy Going,
The Dead C,
Warsaw,
Peter and Kerry,
Michelle Simonal,
Josef K, Josef K, Josef K, Josef K.
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.