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 Ireland and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Edmonton.
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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the funk 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 Kayak. All the underground hits.
All Eyeless In Gaza tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Steve Hackett 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 a clarinet and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker + Sunn O))) record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Vogues,
Rosa Yemen,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Deepchord,
Black Flag,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Unrelated Segments,
Schoolly D,
Monks,
Robert Wyatt,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Isaac Hayes,
Scott Walker,
Erasure,
Boz Scaggs,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Flash Fearless,
Tommy Roe,
Gichy Dan,
Interpol,
DJ Sneak,
MDC,
Nik Kershaw,
The Invisible,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Dead Boys,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Angels of Light,
Joyce Sims,
Electric Prunes,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Arcadia,
Rekid,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Ice-T,
Y Pants,
The Velvet Underground,
Harry Pussy,
X-102,
Scion,
Scientists,
Alphaville,
Silicon Teens,
James White and The Blacks,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Black Bananas,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Associates,
Pussy Galore,
Lebanon Hanover,
Gerry Rafferty,
Tres Demented,
Sixth Finger,
Radiohead,
Susan Cadogan,
Model 500,
Essential Logic,
Todd Rundgren,
Bluetip,
a-ha,
Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan.
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.