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 Kuwait and from Salvador.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 theremin 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 Misunderstood to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Youth Brigade. All the underground hits.
All The Star Department tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Monochrome Set 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Archie Shepp,
Black Sheep,
Harmonia,
Agent Orange,
Mission of Burma,
Agitation Free,
Liliput,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Sandy B,
Main Source,
Grandmaster Flash,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Walker Brothers,
a-ha,
Laurel Aitken,
Smog,
Quantec,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Loose Ends,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Flipper,
the Germs,
Janne Schatter,
Neil Young,
Niagra,
Gichy Dan,
Eric Copeland,
Adolescents,
Brass Construction,
The Birthday Party,
Godley & Creme,
The Gories,
Excepter,
Spoonie Gee,
Ornette Coleman,
The Fortunes,
Sound Behaviour,
Donald Byrd,
Roxy Music,
Derrick Morgan,
Oneida,
Angry Samoans,
The Count Five,
Eve St. Jones,
Massinfluence,
LL Cool J,
Japan,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Music Machine,
Minor Threat,
David Bowie,
Oblivians,
Gastr Del Sol,
Can,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Dirtbombs,
KRS-One,
Trumans Water, Trumans Water, Trumans Water, Trumans Water.
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.