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 the UAE and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 Lou Reed 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 Pet Shop Boys to the techno 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 Goldenarms. All the underground hits.
All Davy DMX tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oblivians record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Circle Jerks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Ludus,
Pharoah Sanders,
Tropical Tobacco,
Peter & Gordon,
Jeff Mills,
The Blackbyrds,
Echospace,
Bobby Byrd,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Scrapy,
Warren Ellis,
The Trojans,
Loose Ends,
Japan,
Skarface,
Essential Logic,
Fela Kuti,
Bluetip,
The Standells,
Iggy Pop,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Smog,
Whodini,
Joensuu 1685,
Johnny Osbourne,
Nation of Ulysses,
Anakelly,
Trumans Water,
Unwound,
Fugazi,
Piero Umiliani,
Alton Ellis,
Matthew Bourne,
Circle Jerks,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
David Bowie,
Outsiders,
Crooked Eye,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Searchers,
Donny Hathaway,
The Misunderstood,
Youth Brigade,
Yazoo,
Maleditus Sound,
The Velvet Underground,
Swans,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Seeds,
Pagans,
The Skatalites,
Theoretical Girls,
Joe Smooth,
Eve St. Jones,
New York Dolls,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Grandmaster Flash,
MDC,
Altered Images,
Rotary Connection,
Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments.
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.