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 Slovenia and from Toronto.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Pussy Galore to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Aswad. All the underground hits.
All Fatback Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donny Hathaway record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Davy DMX record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deepchord,
Underground Resistance,
Deadbeat,
ABBA,
Camouflage,
Gang Green,
The Mojo Men,
Maleditus Sound,
Avey Tare,
MC5,
Oneida,
The Searchers,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Jesper Dahlback,
Sam Rivers,
The Raincoats,
Barrington Levy,
Pet Shop Boys,
Stereo Dub,
The Seeds,
Gang of Four,
This Heat,
Barry Ungar,
Letta Mbulu,
Anthony Braxton,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Fatback Band,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Kerrie Biddell,
John Foxx,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Doobie Brothers,
Wire,
The Count Five,
Thompson Twins,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Doors,
Porter Ricks,
Grey Daturas,
The Cramps,
The Associates,
Motorama,
The Stooges,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Young Marble Giants,
Terrestrial Tones,
OOIOO,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Gang Starr,
Circle Jerks,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Moleskins,
Bobby Byrd,
Icehouse,
Lungfish,
Alphaville,
Ultimate Spinach,
Scan 7,
Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre.
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.