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 Netherlands and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 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 Boredoms to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Slackers. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül II tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fire Engines 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dave Gahan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fad Gadget,
Little Man,
Liliput,
Franke,
The Sound,
Robert Wyatt,
Country Teasers,
The Birthday Party,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Tremeloes,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Desert Stars,
Tim Buckley,
Q and Not U,
DJ Style,
Parry Music,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Stockholm Monsters,
Derrick May,
The Modern Lovers,
Blancmange,
The New Christs,
Soulsonic Force,
Pierre Henry,
D'Angelo,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Cluster,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Fatback Band,
Depeche Mode,
Hardrive,
Dennis Brown,
Section 25,
Andrew Hill,
Crispian St. Peters,
The J.B.'s,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Bluetip,
The Shadows of Knight,
Mary Jane Girls,
Camouflage,
Das Ding,
The Raincoats,
Rites of Spring,
Cymande,
Negative Approach,
Isaac Hayes,
Donny Hathaway,
Wally Richardson,
The Beau Brummels,
The Fall,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
K-Klass,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Music Machine,
The Star Department,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Young Marble Giants,
World's Most,
Clear Light,
L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne.
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.