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 New Zealand and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
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 Ice-T to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane. All the underground hits.
All Babytalk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Neon Judgement record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonic Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bizarre Inc.,
L. Decosne,
Sonic Youth,
The Grass Roots,
Drive Like Jehu,
Stockholm Monsters,
Todd Terry,
John Coltrane,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Yusef Lateef,
The Fall,
Babytalk,
La Düsseldorf,
Sonny Sharrock,
Bad Manners,
The Smiths,
Kool Moe Dee,
Stetsasonic,
Cluster,
Soul II Soul,
Albert Ayler,
Lalann,
Charles Mingus,
Whodini,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Fatback Band,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Hashim,
Oneida,
Sarah Menescal,
Neu!,
The Dave Clark Five,
Barclay James Harvest,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Black Sheep,
Steve Hackett,
Glambeats Corp.,
Derrick May,
Eli Mardock,
Peter and Kerry,
Lakeside,
Sexual Harrassment,
Delon & Dalcan,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Morten Harket,
Tubeway Army,
The Real Kids,
Dawn Penn,
Mandrill,
Howard Jones,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Rekid,
Scratch Acid,
Black Moon,
Deepchord,
Andrew Hill,
The American Breed,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Roxy Music,
the Slits,
Masters at Work, Masters at Work, Masters at Work, Masters at Work.
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.