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 Kiribati and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 mellotron 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 Notorious Big And Bone Thugs to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Fifty Foot Hose. All the underground hits.
All Carl Craig tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every AZ 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Human League record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Average White Band,
Young Marble Giants,
Wasted Youth,
The Saints,
Sound Behaviour,
The Names,
Lightning Bolt,
Black Pus,
Letta Mbulu,
Soul II Soul,
Joe Smooth,
The Sonics,
Bizarre Inc.,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Brothers Johnson,
China Crisis,
The Five Americans,
Soft Cell,
The Move,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Alarm Clocks,
Au Pairs,
Laurel Aitken,
Marc Almond,
Pussy Galore,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Doobie Brothers,
Ronan,
Minny Pops,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Gun Club,
Soul Sonic Force,
the Association,
Dorothy Ashby,
Circle Jerks,
Fat Boys,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
James Chance & The Contortions,
Ultimate Spinach,
Saccharine Trust,
Schoolly D,
Ken Boothe,
The Sound,
Guru Guru,
The Mummies,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Kenny Larkin,
Rotary Connection,
It's A Beautiful Day,
CMW,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Quadrant,
The Golliwogs,
The Knickerbockers,
Babytalk,
Warren Ellis,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Underground Resistance,
Amon Düül II,
Ultravox,
DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace.
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.