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 Ecuador and from Beijing.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the rhodes 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 DJ Sneak to the dance 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 A Certain Ratio. All the underground hits.
All The Litter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bill Wells record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 an oboe and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gang Starr record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Darondo,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Average White Band,
Todd Rundgren,
Joey Negro,
Girls At Our Best!,
Tom Boy,
Marcia Griffiths,
Chris & Cosey,
Isaac Hayes,
Theoretical Girls,
John Cale,
Nils Olav,
Tres Demented,
ABC,
Lalo Schifrin,
Pantaleimon,
EPMD,
Iggy Pop,
The Red Krayola,
Procol Harum,
Toni Rubio,
The Alarm Clocks,
Television,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Rekid,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Cramps,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Fluxion,
Khruangbin,
Das Ding,
Robert Görl,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Motions,
DJ Style,
Maleditus Sound,
Soul Sonic Force,
Joe Smooth,
Fatback Band,
Neil Young,
Janne Schatter,
Nation of Ulysses,
June Days,
Quantec,
Suburban Knight,
The Young Rascals,
Half Japanese,
FM Einheit,
Marshall Jefferson,
DNA,
Tommy Roe,
Organ,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Raincoats,
Jacques Brel,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
James White and The Blacks,
Echospace,
The Gories,
cv313, cv313, cv313, cv313.
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.