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 India and from Accra.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Bobby Sherman 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 Eden Ahbez. All the underground hits.
All Nik Kershaw tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lee Hazlewood record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marine Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fifty Foot Hose,
Harry Pussy,
Henry Cow,
the Swans,
Delon & Dalcan,
Minnie Riperton,
The Vogues,
Bill Wells,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Anakelly,
The Black Dice,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Sonics,
Lebanon Hanover,
Soft Cell,
The Fortunes,
Symarip,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Liliput,
Gastr Del Sol,
Pole,
Crime,
the Human League,
PIL,
Excepter,
Patti Smith,
Nas,
Harpers Bizarre,
X-102,
Scott Walker,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Metal Thangz,
The Slackers,
Rapeman,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Stiv Bators,
Organ,
Rites of Spring,
Josef K,
The Knickerbockers,
Bauhaus,
Marvin Gaye,
Icehouse,
Bill Near,
the Soft Cell,
the Fania All-Stars,
Duran Duran,
The Remains,
Saccharine Trust,
Pantytec,
The Gladiators,
Average White Band,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Move,
Yaz,
Todd Terry,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Evens,
Arcadia,
Piero Umiliani,
FM Einheit,
10cc, 10cc, 10cc, 10cc.
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.