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 Estonia and from Delhi.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 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 Rakim to the rock 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 Fear. All the underground hits.
All Joy Division tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Finger record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Hutcherson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron 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?
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Lower 48,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Gong,
Hashim,
Rites of Spring,
Pere Ubu,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Monks,
Interpol,
Brothers Johnson,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
New Age Steppers,
Avey Tare,
Minutemen,
Crispian St. Peters,
Althea and Donna,
The Selecter,
Lungfish,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Qualms,
DNA,
Kas Product,
Todd Terry,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Gil Scott Heron,
Kerri Chandler,
Audionom,
Jeff Lynne,
Dave Gahan,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Glambeats Corp.,
Outsiders,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Tomorrow,
Kaleidoscope,
June Days,
Black Flag,
The Kinks,
Eurythmics,
Crime,
Livin' Joy,
Glenn Branca,
The Sound,
Soul Sonic Force,
Ice-T,
Roger Hodgson,
Marc Almond,
Sun Ra,
Rhythm & Sound,
Moebius,
The Grass Roots,
Altered Images,
Angry Samoans,
Iggy Pop,
Jandek,
Siglo XX,
Colin Newman,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Happenings, The Happenings, The Happenings, The Happenings.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
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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.