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 Samoa and from Mumbai.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Milan.
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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Big Daddy Kane to the techno 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 Nico. All the underground hits.
All Nation of Ulysses tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kas Product record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Duran Duran record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Hood,
Roxette,
Model 500,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Neu!,
Nas,
Subhumans,
Grandmaster Flash,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Red Krayola,
Terry Callier,
Anthony Braxton,
The Neon Judgement,
In Retrospect,
Junior Murvin,
The Birthday Party,
The Leaves,
The New Christs,
Althea and Donna,
Fatback Band,
Sparks,
Sexual Harrassment,
Shoche,
Lebanon Hanover,
Liliput,
The Fugs,
Joyce Sims,
Hashim,
Thompson Twins,
Drive Like Jehu,
Grauzone,
Mission of Burma,
Drexciya,
Toni Rubio,
Eurythmics,
Nirvana,
Marcia Griffiths,
Todd Terry,
Arcadia,
Accadde A,
The Last Poets,
Flash Fearless,
Roxy Music,
The Dirtbombs,
Eric Copeland,
Yellowson,
The Blackbyrds,
Electric Light Orchestra,
the Sonics,
Roy Ayers,
The Gap Band,
Jerry's Kids,
The Moody Blues,
Sonic Youth,
Main Source,
Ultimate Spinach,
Banda Bassotti,
Schoolly D,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo.
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.