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 Comoros and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 snare 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 Wings to the jazz 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 The Beau Brummels. All the underground hits.
All Circle Jerks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tomorrow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lower 48 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?
The Victims,
Pet Shop Boys,
Crispy Ambulance,
Kevin Saunderson,
Vainqueur,
Letta Mbulu,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Sparks,
Tres Demented,
The Last Poets,
Kerri Chandler,
The Busters,
Mo-Dettes,
LL Cool J,
The Knickerbockers,
Alice Coltrane,
Alphaville,
Lalo Schifrin,
Shoche,
Dual Sessions,
Prince Buster,
Shuggie Otis,
The New Christs,
Ornette Coleman,
Stockholm Monsters,
Camouflage,
Unwound,
The Slits,
Bauhaus,
The Monochrome Set,
Morten Harket,
Black Sheep,
Soul II Soul,
Warren Ellis,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Fad Gadget,
Drive Like Jehu,
Roxette,
One Last Wish,
Scientists,
Man Eating Sloth,
Tommy Roe,
The Divine Comedy,
The Leaves,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Gladiators,
Flamin' Groovies,
Erykah Badu,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Sarah Menescal,
Smog,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Tubeway Army,
The Saints,
Black Flag,
The Standells,
Can,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Ohio Players,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Outsiders,
Malaria!,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo.
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.