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 Rwanda and from Mexico City.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Warsaw to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Heaven 17. All the underground hits.
All La Düsseldorf tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Lydon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Manfred Mann's Earth Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DNA,
Soft Cell,
A Certain Ratio,
One Last Wish,
Radio Birdman,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Man Parrish,
The Cure,
Junior Murvin,
Robert Görl,
Eddi Front,
Dual Sessions,
Jacques Brel,
Juan Atkins,
Guru Guru,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Stockholm Monsters,
Sonic Youth,
The Saints,
Grey Daturas,
Alice Coltrane,
Parry Music,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
David Axelrod,
Zero Boys,
Anthony Braxton,
Bobby Byrd,
10cc,
Brick,
Crime,
Sister Nancy,
the Association,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Max Romeo,
Black Flag,
Yazoo,
Sound Behaviour,
Funky Four + One,
Kool Moe Dee,
F. McDonald,
Drexciya,
Minor Threat,
Oneida,
Todd Rundgren,
Icehouse,
The Sound,
Faraquet,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Music Machine,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Grandmaster Flash,
Oblivians,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
June Days,
UT,
The Dave Clark Five,
Delta 5,
Roxy Music,
Skriet,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Soul II Soul,
Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin.
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.