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 Chad and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Seoul.
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 organ 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 The Gories to the grunge 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 Junior Murvin. All the underground hits.
All The Moleskins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Negative Approach 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonny Sharrock record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Half Japanese,
Second Layer,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Underground Resistance,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Marcia Griffiths,
Pantaleimon,
Crash Course in Science,
Fatback Band,
Terry Callier,
T. Rex,
Joe Finger,
Amon Düül,
Derrick May,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Gap Band,
Donny Hathaway,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The American Breed,
Radiopuhelimet,
Nico,
Silicon Teens,
Fad Gadget,
T.S.O.L.,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Colin Newman,
Don Cherry,
Nils Olav,
The Searchers,
Accadde A,
Scientists,
Spandau Ballet,
Bush Tetras,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Lightning Bolt,
Roxette,
Rites of Spring,
EPMD,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Lebanon Hanover,
Lakeside,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Idris Muhammad,
Tres Demented,
Graham Central Station,
DNA,
The Zeros,
Pet Shop Boys,
Suicide,
Jeru the Damaja,
Thee Headcoats,
Dual Sessions,
Depeche Mode,
Sparks,
The Doors,
The Misunderstood,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Sixth Finger,
Porter Ricks,
Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey.
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.