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 Saudi Arabia and from Hong Kong.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
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 Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Boogie Down Productions. All the underground hits.
All Cal Tjader tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scott Walker + Sunn O))) 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 guitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kango’s Stein Massive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Babytalk,
Pet Shop Boys,
Isaac Hayes,
Bad Manners,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Fluxion,
John Lydon,
Radiopuhelimet,
8 Eyed Spy,
Smog,
Monolake,
the Sonics,
Lakeside,
The Shadows of Knight,
Crispian St. Peters,
Barrington Levy,
Cal Tjader,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Kinks,
Brass Construction,
KRS-One,
Icehouse,
Junior Murvin,
Supertramp,
Blake Baxter,
Can,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Trojans,
Derrick Morgan,
The Stooges,
James White and The Blacks,
Warren Ellis,
The Associates,
EPMD,
the Normal,
Robert Hood,
In Retrospect,
A Certain Ratio,
The Mummies,
Moss Icon,
Piero Umiliani,
Suburban Knight,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Frankie Knuckles,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Organ,
Lou Christie,
Khruangbin,
The Vogues,
Robert Wyatt,
Model 500,
ABBA,
Pere Ubu,
The Blues Magoos,
Hardrive,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Nation of Ulysses,
Gong,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Lower 48,
Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids.
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.