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 Armenia and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Model 500 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 Black Bananas. All the underground hits.
All Soft Cell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sunsets and Hearts record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cal Tjader record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash,
Al Stewart,
Accadde A,
Albert Ayler,
Suburban Knight,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Au Pairs,
Icehouse,
Archie Shepp,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Jimmy McGriff,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Juan Atkins,
Kayak,
Make Up,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Busters,
Monks,
Gichy Dan,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Victims,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Big Daddy Kane,
UT,
Fatback Band,
Dead Boys,
Scratch Acid,
The Golliwogs,
The Dirtbombs,
The Moody Blues,
Pulsallama,
Barclay James Harvest,
Desert Stars,
a-ha,
The Buckinghams,
Barrington Levy,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Altered Images,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Reuben Wilson,
Nirvana,
Bobby Womack,
Hasil Adkins,
Blake Baxter,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
June Days,
Kurtis Blow,
Trumans Water,
Darondo,
X-102,
The Toasters,
Absolute Body Control,
Supertramp,
Thompson Twins,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Gong,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Sound,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Marmalade,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five.
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.