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 Morocco and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Suburban Knight to the jazz 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 Tom Boy. All the underground hits.
All X-102 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every T. Rex 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Byrd record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Severed Heads,
Bauhaus,
Nico,
FM Einheit,
The Moody Blues,
OOIOO,
Tropical Tobacco,
Sound Behaviour,
ABC,
Black Moon,
The Buckinghams,
Bill Near,
Hashim,
The Birthday Party,
Archie Shepp,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Funkadelic,
The Standells,
Television,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Delon & Dalcan,
Oblivians,
Jeff Lynne,
Brick,
The Skatalites,
Sonic Youth,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Smoke,
Lindisfarne,
Joyce Sims,
The Modern Lovers,
Hasil Adkins,
Minutemen,
Nick Fraelich,
Brothers Johnson,
Oneida,
MC5,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
EPMD,
Aloha Tigers,
Mars,
Neil Young,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Cybotron,
Con Funk Shun,
Don Cherry,
Main Source,
Hot Snakes,
Index,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Motions,
X-102,
MDC,
Arthur Verocai,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Carl Craig,
Howard Jones, Howard Jones, Howard Jones, Howard Jones.
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.