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 Korea South 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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Porter Ricks to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Monks. All the underground hits.
All Intrusion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deepchord 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Whodini,
Colin Newman,
Al Stewart,
James White and The Blacks,
Absolute Body Control,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Ossler,
The Mummies,
Lyres,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Fuzztones,
The Mojo Men,
KRS-One,
The Moleskins,
The Human League,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Rufus Thomas,
Sonny Sharrock,
Icehouse,
Drive Like Jehu,
New Order,
Urselle,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Moody Blues,
R.M.O.,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Five Americans,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Darondo,
Leonard Cohen,
The Sound,
Lou Christie,
Curtis Mayfield,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Easy Going,
Nas,
Tim Buckley,
Cheater Slicks,
The Monks,
The Victims,
The Shadows of Knight,
Hot Snakes,
Schoolly D,
Swans,
Scrapy,
Saccharine Trust,
The Fire Engines,
Delta 5,
H. Thieme,
Goldenarms,
Morten Harket,
Alice Coltrane,
Porter Ricks,
Jeff Mills,
MC5,
Prince Buster,
Hasil Adkins,
Severed Heads,
X-102,
Glenn Branca,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck.
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.