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 Palau and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Aloha Tigers to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Peanut Butter Conspiracy. All the underground hits.
All The Doors tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cal Tjader record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Janne Schatter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Junior Murvin,
Eric Dolphy,
The Beau Brummels,
Juan Atkins,
Porter Ricks,
CMW,
The Modern Lovers,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Reuben Wilson,
The Young Rascals,
Davy DMX,
The Move,
Wings,
Reagan Youth,
Fatback Band,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Altered Images,
Television Personalities,
The Velvet Underground,
Bauhaus,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
E-Dancer,
Lebanon Hanover,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
David Axelrod,
L. Decosne,
Anthony Braxton,
Carl Craig,
Monks,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Cure,
The Dirtbombs,
Gabor Szabo,
Marcia Griffiths,
Cal Tjader,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Robert Wyatt,
Alphaville,
Ossler,
Delon & Dalcan,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Robert Görl,
The Gap Band,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
La Düsseldorf,
Skaos,
Motorama,
Brick,
Kaleidoscope,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Kool Moe Dee,
JFA,
Soul II Soul,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Vogues,
Bizarre Inc.,
Gang Gang Dance,
Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson.
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.