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 Chile and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 Ultravox to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Nation of Ulysses. All the underground hits.
All Procol Harum tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Todd Rundgren record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a OOIOO record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Excepter,
Cheater Slicks,
The Velvet Underground,
Agitation Free,
Fugazi,
Minny Pops,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Erasure,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Laurel Aitken,
Reuben Wilson,
Royal Trux,
Mo-Dettes,
Terry Callier,
Warren Ellis,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Moleskins,
Robert Wyatt,
Procol Harum,
The Busters,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Subhumans,
New Age Steppers,
Sound Behaviour,
Popol Vuh,
Girls At Our Best!,
Althea and Donna,
John Foxx,
Y Pants,
June Days,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Supertramp,
Negative Approach,
Delon & Dalcan,
A Certain Ratio,
Television,
The Sonics,
K-Klass,
Das Ding,
The Electric Prunes,
The Birthday Party,
The Gories,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Skaos,
Reagan Youth,
Marvin Gaye,
Ornette Coleman,
Matthew Bourne,
10cc,
New Order,
Cameo,
Bootsy Collins,
The Mummies,
Joyce Sims,
Ronnie Foster,
Goldenarms,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Livin' Joy,
Eurythmics,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Fuzztones,
Quadrant,
Lou Reed,
CMW, CMW, CMW, CMW.
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.