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 Kenya and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Crooked Eye to the electroclash 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 The Grass Roots. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed & John Cale tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dual Sessions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kas Product 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?
New Order,
This Heat,
Motorama,
Thee Headcoats,
The Red Krayola,
Mark Hollis,
Don Cherry,
Judy Mowatt,
Skriet,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Zapp,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Joensuu 1685,
Magma,
Infiniti,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Morten Harket,
The Skatalites,
Desert Stars,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Music Machine,
Alison Limerick,
Stereo Dub,
The United States of America,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
L. Decosne,
Harpers Bizarre,
Bootsy Collins,
Letta Mbulu,
The Offenders,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Public Enemy,
Echospace,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Moody Blues,
Liliput,
Cheater Slicks,
Scion,
The Victims,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Babytalk,
Faust,
The Toasters,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Goldenarms,
China Crisis,
Scratch Acid,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Divine Comedy,
Parry Music,
Howard Jones,
Jandek,
Rosa Yemen,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Sugar Minott,
DNA,
Girls At Our Best!,
the Normal,
cv313,
June Days, June Days, June Days, June Days.
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.