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 Brazil and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Quando Quango to the crunk 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 Bobby Hutcherson. All the underground hits.
All June of 44 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rites of Spring record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare,
Scott Walker,
Gastr Del Sol,
Mo-Dettes,
Flamin' Groovies,
Eve St. Jones,
The Detroit Cobras,
Boogie Down Productions,
Dual Sessions,
Silicon Teens,
Wally Richardson,
Rufus Thomas,
Oneida,
Marmalade,
Alphaville,
The Red Krayola,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Arcadia,
the Normal,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Talk Talk,
Joe Smooth,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Kinks,
Crime,
Porter Ricks,
Minny Pops,
Robert Wyatt,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Divine Comedy,
Absolute Body Control,
UT,
The Slits,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Lungfish,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Crooked Eye,
Tommy Roe,
Kas Product,
Unrelated Segments,
John Coltrane,
The Skatalites,
Neu!,
Lower 48,
Sixth Finger,
Moss Icon,
Urselle,
Thee Headcoats,
the Soft Cell,
Aloha Tigers,
Erykah Badu,
The Moleskins,
Pulsallama,
The Knickerbockers,
Nico,
Rhythm & Sound,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Pole,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Searchers,
Franke,
L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne.
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.