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 Kyrgyzstan and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 Lyon and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 arpeggiator 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 The Red Krayola to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Can. All the underground hits.
All The Misunderstood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sisters of Mercy 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bizarre Inc. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Robert Hood,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Oblivians,
Fluxion,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Index,
Accadde A,
Ultimate Spinach,
Grey Daturas,
Amon Düül II,
Don Cherry,
Isaac Hayes,
Peter & Gordon,
Radiohead,
Black Moon,
Wire,
Howard Jones,
X-102,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Skatalites,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Gregory Isaacs,
Nas,
The Angels of Light,
Goldenarms,
Roger Hodgson,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Can,
Bill Near,
Moby Grape,
FM Einheit,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Bronski Beat,
The Martian,
Yaz,
Davy DMX,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Eden Ahbez,
Livin' Joy,
Lalo Schifrin,
Funkadelic,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Dark Day,
Skriet,
Clear Light,
Adolescents,
The Detroit Cobras,
Infiniti,
The Black Dice,
The Tremeloes,
Amon Düül,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Icehouse,
Peter and Kerry,
Joy Division,
Pantytec,
Lyres,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Radio Birdman,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))).
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.