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 Bulgaria and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Marc Almond to the rock 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 Maurizio. All the underground hits.
All Stetsasonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Drive Like Jehu record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Count Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
World's Most,
Vainqueur,
Public Image Ltd.,
Kas Product,
Bizarre Inc.,
Glenn Branca,
a-ha,
Gong,
Television Personalities,
Warsaw,
The Gap Band,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Index,
Yusef Lateef,
Dead Boys,
Masters at Work,
Groovy Waters,
Niagra,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Zeros,
Negative Approach,
Junior Murvin,
Harry Pussy,
Camouflage,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Albert Ayler,
Chrome,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Slick Rick,
Qualms,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Jesper Dahlback,
Gang Starr,
Scientists,
Eurythmics,
Mars,
The Cowsills,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Joyce Sims,
Sound Behaviour,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Wire,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Average White Band,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Todd Rundgren,
PIL,
John Holt,
Gang Gang Dance,
Oblivians,
Eli Mardock,
Warren Ellis,
The Knickerbockers,
Toni Rubio,
The Misunderstood,
Boredoms,
Pylon,
The Monks,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers.
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.