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 Poland and from Winnipeg.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Scratch Acid to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Visage. All the underground hits.
All Larry & the Blue Notes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gladiators record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lower 48 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Cramps,
Kevin Saunderson,
Mission of Burma,
Livin' Joy,
Frankie Knuckles,
Talk Talk,
Fugazi,
Deepchord,
Michelle Simonal,
Loose Ends,
Scratch Acid,
Maurizio,
the Normal,
Adolescents,
Motorama,
Sixth Finger,
Minor Threat,
Fela Kuti,
Schoolly D,
Boz Scaggs,
Flamin' Groovies,
Oneida,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Cecil Taylor,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Subhumans,
Soul Sonic Force,
Surgeon,
Scan 7,
The Divine Comedy,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Wake,
Mantronix,
Icehouse,
Maleditus Sound,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Lucky Dragons,
Visage,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Cal Tjader,
The J.B.'s,
The Human League,
Eli Mardock,
Sandy B,
Zero Boys,
Organ,
Rotary Connection,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sound Behaviour,
Glenn Branca,
the Slits,
Mark Hollis,
Soft Machine,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
John Holt,
Sly & The Family Stone,
David Axelrod, David Axelrod, David Axelrod, David Axelrod.
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.