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 Comoros and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 Captain Beefheart 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 Absolute Body Control to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five. All the underground hits.
All Parry Music tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stetsasonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Morten Harket,
Neu!,
The Electric Prunes,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Tubeway Army,
Schoolly D,
Rotary Connection,
Wire,
Urselle,
R.M.O.,
ABBA,
UT,
The Modern Lovers,
Depeche Mode,
Iggy Pop,
Robert Hood,
Crispian St. Peters,
Joe Finger,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Moody Blues,
the Swans,
Faust,
AZ,
Moebius,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Residents,
The Associates,
Don Cherry,
Fela Kuti,
Jesper Dahlback,
CMW,
Bobby Womack,
Wings,
The Smoke,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Marvin Gaye,
Ken Boothe,
Bizarre Inc.,
MC5,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Leonard Cohen,
MDC,
Brick,
Erasure,
Todd Terry,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Nirvana,
X-Ray Spex,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Names,
Pylon,
The Mummies,
Glambeats Corp.,
Dorothy Ashby,
Youth Brigade,
The Raincoats,
Simply Red,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Joyce Sims,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Ornette Coleman,
The Flesh Eaters, The Flesh Eaters, The Flesh Eaters, The Flesh Eaters.
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.