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 Korea South and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 marimba 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 Dead Boys to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 LL Cool J. All the underground hits.
All Arcadia tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Second Layer record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visage record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soulsonic Force,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Barry Ungar,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ralphi Rosario,
June of 44,
Carl Craig,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Lalann,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Section 25,
Livin' Joy,
The Wake,
The Names,
X-Ray Spex,
kango's stein massive,
Nirvana,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Jacob Miller,
Al Stewart,
Rekid,
Ossler,
T.S.O.L.,
Wings,
Television,
Agent Orange,
Isaac Hayes,
Fela Kuti,
Parry Music,
Mark Hollis,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Lightning Bolt,
The Toasters,
Davy DMX,
Crispian St. Peters,
Bauhaus,
Hardrive,
Agitation Free,
Cluster,
Rites of Spring,
Dave Gahan,
The Searchers,
The Divine Comedy,
The Smoke,
The Neon Judgement,
Alice Coltrane,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Rotary Connection,
One Last Wish,
Lungfish,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Sly & The Family Stone,
OOIOO,
The Detroit Cobras,
Animal Collective,
Cal Tjader,
Niagra,
Joey Negro,
Wire,
Anthony Braxton,
Scan 7,
Joe Smooth,
The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker 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.