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 Hungary and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 theremin 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 Von Mondo to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Danielle Patucci. All the underground hits.
All Excepter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marmalade record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minnie Riperton record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Eli Mardock,
Ash Ra Tempel,
David Axelrod,
The Stooges,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Dawn Penn,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
the Swans,
Althea and Donna,
Ice-T,
Isaac Hayes,
Ponytail,
Eden Ahbez,
Pagans,
Ronnie Foster,
Schoolly D,
Severed Heads,
Kurtis Blow,
Joyce Sims,
Jeff Mills,
Massinfluence,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
X-102,
The Moody Blues,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Seeds,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Wally Richardson,
Blancmange,
The Raincoats,
Suicide,
Lindisfarne,
The Birthday Party,
Hoover,
The Victims,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Young Rascals,
Stetsasonic,
Terrestrial Tones,
Popol Vuh,
The Five Americans,
Wings,
Parry Music,
Barbara Tucker,
Yazoo,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Neu!,
Jerry's Kids,
Gang Gang Dance,
Glenn Branca,
the Normal,
Don Cherry,
Khruangbin,
CMW,
Agent Orange,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Technova,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Knickerbockers,
Nico,
Chris & Cosey,
Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman.
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.