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 Bangladesh and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in 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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Calgary.
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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Erykah Badu to the grunge 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 Max Romeo. All the underground hits.
All CMW tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-102 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DeepChord presents Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar 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?
The Fall,
the Human League,
The Electric Prunes,
Chris Corsano,
Main Source,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Aural Exciters,
EPMD,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Gichy Dan,
Roger Hodgson,
Scratch Acid,
Sugar Minott,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Ronan,
Duran Duran,
Chrome,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Maurizio,
The Monochrome Set,
Cheater Slicks,
The Cowsills,
Absolute Body Control,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Slave,
Piero Umiliani,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
John Coltrane,
Arcadia,
Faust,
Iggy Pop,
Liliput,
Black Pus,
DJ Sneak,
L. Decosne,
Panda Bear,
Scott Walker,
Goldenarms,
Max Romeo,
James White and The Blacks,
Livin' Joy,
Black Sheep,
The Litter,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Tommy Roe,
Barrington Levy,
The Fuzztones,
The New Christs,
Gang Gang Dance,
Yellowson,
Jimmy McGriff,
Los Fastidios,
Tim Buckley,
OOIOO,
Nirvana,
Franke,
Boogie Down Productions,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Blake Baxter,
Dual Sessions,
Stereo Dub,
Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators.
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.