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 Singapore and from Columbus.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Letta Mbulu to the techno 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 Electric Light Orchestra. All the underground hits.
All Jawbox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fluxion 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Bananas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron 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?
Basic Channel,
Quando Quango,
LL Cool J,
The Dave Clark Five,
Television Personalities,
Dave Gahan,
Average White Band,
Schoolly D,
This Heat,
Rotary Connection,
Lou Reed,
Scion,
Roxy Music,
Talk Talk,
Traffic Nightmare,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Skaos,
Joy Division,
The Grass Roots,
Robert Hood,
Ronnie Foster,
Kurtis Blow,
New York Dolls,
New Age Steppers,
Soul Sonic Force,
Freddie Wadling,
The Monks,
The Martian,
Sister Nancy,
The Flesh Eaters,
Tommy Roe,
The Busters,
These Immortal Souls,
the Sonics,
Andrew Hill,
Tropical Tobacco,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Brothers Johnson,
Cal Tjader,
Audionom,
Kayak,
Bad Manners,
Soulsonic Force,
Magma,
The Knickerbockers,
The Neon Judgement,
kango's stein massive,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Interpol,
Mars,
China Crisis,
The Associates,
L. Decosne,
Index,
Slave,
D'Angelo,
Curtis Mayfield,
Don Cherry,
The Saints,
Sound Behaviour,
Pierre Henry,
The Toasters, The Toasters, The Toasters, The Toasters.
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.