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 Jordan and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 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 Can to the crunk 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 Toni Rubio. All the underground hits.
All The Fortunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Divine Comedy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cabaret Voltaire,
Letta Mbulu,
Icehouse,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Roger Hodgson,
Joe Smooth,
Chris & Cosey,
Subhumans,
The Slackers,
Eddi Front,
Slave,
U.S. Maple,
Swell Maps,
The Monks,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Kerri Chandler,
Kurtis Blow,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Alton Ellis,
The New Christs,
The Alarm Clocks,
Tears for Fears,
Camberwell Now,
Bang On A Can,
Sarah Menescal,
Matthew Halsall,
Gong,
Barbara Tucker,
The Buckinghams,
Drive Like Jehu,
Aural Exciters,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Byron Stingily,
Marmalade,
Panda Bear,
Radiopuhelimet,
Fat Boys,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Seeds,
The Cure,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Sandy B,
Glambeats Corp.,
Can,
New Order,
Trumans Water,
Jawbox,
Slick Rick,
Bill Wells,
The Grass Roots,
Clear Light,
8 Eyed Spy,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Patti Smith,
Banda Bassotti,
Don Cherry,
Grey Daturas,
Crooked Eye,
Q65,
Fad Gadget,
Black Moon,
Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz.
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.