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 Jordan and from Lagos.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Minutemen to the punk 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 Grauzone. All the underground hits.
All Crime tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Monochrome Set 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alice Coltrane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cowsills,
The United States of America,
Dennis Brown,
The Zeros,
Pole,
Negative Approach,
China Crisis,
Barrington Levy,
Erasure,
Altered Images,
Neu!,
Robert Görl,
Audionom,
Unwound,
Archie Shepp,
The Star Department,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Gun Club,
Wally Richardson,
T.S.O.L.,
Gichy Dan,
La Düsseldorf,
Niagra,
Faust,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Brass Construction,
Lou Christie,
the Swans,
cv313,
Drexciya,
The Busters,
Darondo,
The Move,
Skaos,
Bluetip,
Aaron Thompson,
Amon Düül,
X-102,
Gang Gang Dance,
the Soft Cell,
Black Flag,
Wasted Youth,
Gregory Isaacs,
Icehouse,
Urselle,
Agent Orange,
Amazonics,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Massinfluence,
Rod Modell,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Brand Nubian,
Sun Ra,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Divine Comedy,
Von Mondo,
Kayak,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Bill Wells,
Spandau Ballet,
Radio Birdman,
Fatback Band, Fatback Band, Fatback Band, Fatback Band.
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.