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 Swaziland and from Sao Paulo.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 spring reverb 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 Sun Ra Arkestra to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Black Dice. All the underground hits.
All Eli Mardock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every PIL record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brothers Johnson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Reagan Youth,
Lower 48,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Can,
Ludus,
Essential Logic,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Robert Wyatt,
The Smiths,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Tubeway Army,
Supertramp,
Echospace,
Johnny Clarke,
Smog,
R.M.O.,
Cluster,
Negative Approach,
Dual Sessions,
Amon Düül II,
Eric Copeland,
David Axelrod,
Patti Smith,
John Cale,
Curtis Mayfield,
June Days,
The Velvet Underground,
Frankie Knuckles,
Iggy Pop,
Lou Christie,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Bobbi Humphrey,
8 Eyed Spy,
Jandek,
The New Christs,
Ituana,
The Busters,
Throbbing Gristle,
New Order,
Radio Birdman,
PIL,
Lakeside,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Young Rascals,
Electric Prunes,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Selecter,
John Foxx,
E-Dancer,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Electric Prunes,
Crash Course in Science,
The Flesh Eaters,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Prince Buster,
Stereo Dub,
Lalann, Lalann, Lalann, Lalann.
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.