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 South Africa and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Lagos.
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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 The Smoke to the grunge 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 Suicide. All the underground hits.
All UT tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Residents record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mandrill record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Frankie Knuckles,
Deadbeat,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Zeros,
Ralphi Rosario,
Gang Starr,
Joe Finger,
the Association,
The Grass Roots,
Minnie Riperton,
Man Parrish,
Monks,
Derrick May,
Masters at Work,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sam Rivers,
The Fortunes,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Eden Ahbez,
Royal Trux,
Dark Day,
Wolf Eyes,
The Names,
Lakeside,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Lou Reed,
Ornette Coleman,
Ultra Naté,
The Toasters,
Marmalade,
Erykah Badu,
Intrusion,
Can,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ice-T,
Avey Tare,
Grandmaster Flash,
Rotary Connection,
Gichy Dan,
Swans,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Eric Copeland,
The Seeds,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Patti Smith,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
H. Thieme,
Godley & Creme,
Q65,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Angels of Light,
Cheater Slicks,
Pantytec,
Mo-Dettes,
Jacques Brel,
Heaven 17,
Marc Almond,
Jerry's Kids,
Yazoo, Yazoo, Yazoo, Yazoo.
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.