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 Bahrain and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 Bauhaus to the jazz 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 New Order. All the underground hits.
All Bootsy's Rubber Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Accadde A 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeru the Damaja record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yazoo,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Oneida,
Ohio Players,
the Association,
Magma,
The New Christs,
Iggy Pop,
Skriet,
The Electric Prunes,
John Foxx,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Surgeon,
Isaac Hayes,
The Seeds,
Cal Tjader,
The Cramps,
June Days,
The Residents,
Sandy B,
Talk Talk,
The Standells,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Colin Newman,
Brand Nubian,
Q65,
The Monochrome Set,
Reuben Wilson,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Gastr Del Sol,
Hasil Adkins,
Circle Jerks,
Amon Düül II,
Easy Going,
Rosa Yemen,
The Count Five,
Man Parrish,
Ronan,
Electric Prunes,
Idris Muhammad,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gang Starr,
Soft Cell,
Mission of Burma,
Howard Jones,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Magazine,
Sexual Harrassment,
Faust,
CMW,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Mars,
Grey Daturas,
Leonard Cohen,
Babytalk,
Swans,
World's Most,
Wasted Youth,
Pantytec,
Kurtis Blow,
Lyres, Lyres, Lyres, Lyres.
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.