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 Poland and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Liaisons Dangereuses to the funk 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 The United States of America. All the underground hits.
All The Mummies tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mantronix 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hashim,
Nico,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ice-T,
Scratch Acid,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Qualms,
Joe Finger,
The Tremeloes,
The Wake,
Public Enemy,
Rufus Thomas,
Janne Schatter,
Ponytail,
Quando Quango,
Aloha Tigers,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Toni Rubio,
Unwound,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Misunderstood,
Mad Mike,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Faraquet,
Barclay James Harvest,
Boz Scaggs,
Kas Product,
The Barracudas,
Pylon,
Tubeway Army,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Delon & Dalcan,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Mr. Review,
Stetsasonic,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Scott Walker,
Gerry Rafferty,
Crooked Eye,
Flamin' Groovies,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Monks,
Theoretical Girls,
Goldenarms,
Johnny Osbourne,
Alice Coltrane,
Darondo,
Loose Ends,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Roxette,
Aural Exciters,
Juan Atkins,
Bobby Womack,
Lucky Dragons,
This Heat,
Adolescents,
JFA,
Can,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy.
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.