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 Haiti and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Guru Guru to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Soulsonic Force. All the underground hits.
All Kerri Chandler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crime record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Modern Lovers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
A Certain Ratio,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Funkadelic,
Sex Pistols,
Jacques Brel,
Arab on Radar,
Duran Duran,
The Golliwogs,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
These Immortal Souls,
The Star Department,
Angry Samoans,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Mummies,
Pantytec,
Brass Construction,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Echospace,
Swans,
The Five Americans,
Judy Mowatt,
Scrapy,
The Gap Band,
Johnny Clarke,
Tom Boy,
Unwound,
Arcadia,
JFA,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Knickerbockers,
Essential Logic,
Pole,
Ornette Coleman,
Television Personalities,
Liliput,
Sixth Finger,
Inner City,
The Moody Blues,
Tomorrow,
Public Enemy,
Country Teasers,
Moss Icon,
Mantronix,
Silicon Teens,
John Holt,
Bob Dylan,
the Germs,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Lower 48,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
the Soft Cell,
Drive Like Jehu,
Bobby Womack,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
World's Most,
The Skatalites,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Icehouse, Icehouse, Icehouse, Icehouse.
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.