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 Belgium and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 808 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 The Five Americans to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Q and Not U. All the underground hits.
All Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Royal Family And The Poor record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 a güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Red Krayola record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Michelle Simonal,
A Certain Ratio,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Popol Vuh,
Chris Corsano,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Urselle,
R.M.O.,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Barry Ungar,
The Fugs,
The Techniques,
Interpol,
Bauhaus,
Ronan,
Jeff Mills,
The Birthday Party,
Swell Maps,
The Flesh Eaters,
Gregory Isaacs,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Television,
Connie Case,
Godley & Creme,
Tubeway Army,
Nico,
FM Einheit,
The Slackers,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Stetsasonic,
Gang of Four,
Panda Bear,
Ten City,
Avey Tare,
Scrapy,
Ituana,
Darondo,
The Red Krayola,
Fluxion,
Agitation Free,
The Remains,
The Smoke,
Simply Red,
Flipper,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Leaves,
Skarface,
Leonard Cohen,
Sparks,
Jacob Miller,
Symarip,
Flash Fearless,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
June Days,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Dorothy Ashby,
LL Cool J,
Todd Terry,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman.
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.