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 Andorra and from Cairo.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 güiro 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 Visage to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Bad Manners. All the underground hits.
All Laurel Aitken tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tom Boy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bush Tetras record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amazonics,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Gladiators,
Magazine,
Crash Course in Science,
Sexual Harrassment,
Lee Hazlewood,
Juan Atkins,
Donny Hathaway,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Rotary Connection,
Swell Maps,
Ultra Naté,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Wolf Eyes,
Rapeman,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Crime,
ABBA,
Kurtis Blow,
DJ Sneak,
Rufus Thomas,
Schoolly D,
The Raincoats,
Cluster,
The Skatalites,
Underground Resistance,
The Music Machine,
kango's stein massive,
Sarah Menescal,
Gang Starr,
Sly & The Family Stone,
MDC,
Duran Duran,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Happenings,
Neu!,
The Busters,
Glambeats Corp.,
LL Cool J,
Eric Copeland,
Yazoo,
Essential Logic,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Crispy Ambulance,
Kas Product,
Roy Ayers,
Wasted Youth,
The Sisters of Mercy,
ABC,
Maurizio,
The Litter,
Cybotron,
Boogie Down Productions,
Erasure,
Metal Thangz,
The Pop Group,
Gang Gang Dance,
Johnny Osbourne,
Livin' Joy,
Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free.
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.