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 Kenya and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Lagos.
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 snare 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 Star Department to the rap 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 Alphaville. All the underground hits.
All Wings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donny Hathaway 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joey Negro record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Franke,
Eric Copeland,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Gerry Rafferty,
Marshall Jefferson,
Donald Byrd,
Ultravox,
Mo-Dettes,
Colin Newman,
Camberwell Now,
Supertramp,
Second Layer,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Pop Group,
Fad Gadget,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Residents,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Flipper,
Moss Icon,
Los Fastidios,
Jandek,
DNA,
Lalann,
Rod Modell,
Infiniti,
Isaac Hayes,
Funky Four + One,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Patti Smith,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Arcadia,
Bobby Sherman,
Cymande,
Unwound,
Erasure,
Dual Sessions,
Shuggie Otis,
Marvin Gaye,
Sun City Girls,
Joyce Sims,
PIL,
8 Eyed Spy,
the Slits,
Gang Gang Dance,
the Fania All-Stars,
Bad Manners,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Invisible,
Slick Rick,
Aswad,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
James White and The Blacks,
The Saints,
Cluster,
Outsiders,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Mantronix, Mantronix, Mantronix, Mantronix.
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.