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 Ukraine and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Lou Reed & Metallica to the funk 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 Ajijia Myrayebe. All the underground hits.
All Eden Ahbez tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Index record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a MDC record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Slits,
Kayak,
Brass Construction,
Tres Demented,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Toni Rubio,
Oneida,
Pussy Galore,
Terry Callier,
The Happenings,
Guru Guru,
Aswad,
Half Japanese,
Kool Moe Dee,
Marmalade,
Peter & Gordon,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Royal Trux,
Dennis Brown,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Sex Pistols,
Avey Tare,
Eden Ahbez,
Visage,
Panda Bear,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Rotary Connection,
Soul Sonic Force,
Radio Birdman,
Trumans Water,
The Doors,
Sandy B,
Model 500,
Todd Terry,
The Gories,
Lungfish,
Chris Corsano,
Underground Resistance,
Slick Rick,
Anthony Braxton,
Letta Mbulu,
Silicon Teens,
Ponytail,
Slave,
Theoretical Girls,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Stereo Dub,
Charles Mingus,
Neu!,
Minutemen,
Piero Umiliani,
Rufus Thomas,
Young Marble Giants,
Joy Division,
The Black Dice,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Blake Baxter,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Angels of Light,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
MC5, MC5, MC5, MC5.
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.