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 Germany and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Shanghai.
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 sitar 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 Bush Tetras to the disco 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 Gang Starr. All the underground hits.
All The Cure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Notorious Big And Bone Thugs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Litter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Quando Quango,
Moss Icon,
Saccharine Trust,
Ituana,
Fatback Band,
Dorothy Ashby,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Kenny Larkin,
Jandek,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Heaven 17,
Echospace,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
David Bowie,
The Sonics,
Newcleus,
The Knickerbockers,
The Buckinghams,
John Holt,
Bobby Sherman,
the Fania All-Stars,
Joe Finger,
Boogie Down Productions,
Lou Reed,
Funkadelic,
Yellowson,
Deepchord,
Kerrie Biddell,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Fear,
Marcia Griffiths,
Maurizio,
The Dead C,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Soul Sonic Force,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Barracudas,
Q65,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Evens,
Hoover,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
the Sonics,
Eden Ahbez,
The Monks,
the Slits,
The Golliwogs,
Interpol,
Jerry's Kids,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Siglo XX,
Morten Harket,
MDC,
Camberwell Now,
Half Japanese,
Liliput,
Alison Limerick,
Crash Course in Science,
Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction.
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.