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 Poland and from Milan.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 oboe 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 Ultravox 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 June of 44. All the underground hits.
All The Cosmic Jokers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Zeros 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 linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Reagan Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kurtis Blow,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Red Krayola,
Sugar Minott,
Mad Mike,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Agitation Free,
Boredoms,
Scion,
New York Dolls,
Gil Scott Heron,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Letta Mbulu,
Cecil Taylor,
Joyce Sims,
Bluetip,
Ten City,
The Knickerbockers,
Simply Red,
Sixth Finger,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Brass Construction,
The Birthday Party,
T.S.O.L.,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Groovy Waters,
Wire,
Susan Cadogan,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Kenny Larkin,
The Fall,
Duran Duran,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Soulsonic Force,
The Durutti Column,
Bootsy Collins,
Intrusion,
Dennis Brown,
The Electric Prunes,
Jeff Lynne,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Pussy Galore,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Section 25,
Smog,
E-Dancer,
David Axelrod,
Eddi Front,
Albert Ayler,
The Victims,
Fad Gadget,
X-102,
Sexual Harrassment,
Howard Jones,
Khruangbin,
Tommy Roe,
Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp..
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.