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 Czech Republic and from Manchester.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Oblivians to the grime 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 Metal Thangz. All the underground hits.
All the Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Toasters 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nico record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Funkadelic,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Second Layer,
Wire,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Prince Buster,
Johnny Clarke,
Bizarre Inc.,
Peter & Gordon,
Scan 7,
Electric Prunes,
Eden Ahbez,
Ultimate Spinach,
Easy Going,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Sex Pistols,
A Certain Ratio,
Freddie Wadling,
Scott Walker,
John Lydon,
Glenn Branca,
The Motions,
Alton Ellis,
Fluxion,
T. Rex,
Loose Ends,
Roxy Music,
John Foxx,
Royal Trux,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Moebius,
a-ha,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Walker Brothers,
Roxette,
The Slackers,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Pop Group,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Janne Schatter,
The Fire Engines,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Joy Division,
Con Funk Shun,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Cecil Taylor,
The Names,
Sällskapet,
X-102,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Moss Icon,
Rakim,
Amon Düül II,
Peter and Kerry,
Livin' Joy,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Toasters,
Wally Richardson,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Bauhaus,
Youth Brigade,
Scientists, Scientists, Scientists, Scientists.
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.