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 Botswana and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Spokane.
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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Henry Cow to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Echo & the Bunnymen. All the underground hits.
All Surgeon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every De La Soul & Jungle Brothers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mojo Men record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Hasil Adkins,
the Soft Cell,
MC5,
Roxette,
Siglo XX,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
the Sonics,
The Fuzztones,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Porter Ricks,
Public Enemy,
Electric Prunes,
Pantytec,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Spoonie Gee,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Outsiders,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
John Holt,
Smog,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Nirvana,
The Dirtbombs,
ABBA,
E-Dancer,
Curtis Mayfield,
Bush Tetras,
Girls At Our Best!,
Eden Ahbez,
The Invisible,
The Slackers,
ABC,
kango's stein massive,
Sonic Youth,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Minny Pops,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
In Retrospect,
Schoolly D,
Scott Walker,
Can,
Metal Thangz,
Stetsasonic,
Lakeside,
David McCallum,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Mars,
Symarip,
Sex Pistols,
Robert Görl,
Von Mondo,
Archie Shepp,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
David Bowie,
Byron Stingily,
The Associates,
Joe Smooth,
Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot.
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.