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 Argentina and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Tomorrow to the techno 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 Hashim. All the underground hits.
All Beasts of Bourbon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every EPMD 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joey Negro record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mary Jane Girls,
London Community Gospel Choir,
U.S. Maple,
Idris Muhammad,
a-ha,
Accadde A,
Hashim,
The Remains,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Zeros,
Moebius,
Easy Going,
The Shadows of Knight,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Prince Buster,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Wire,
The Doors,
X-102,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Leaves,
Qualms,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Outsiders,
The Alarm Clocks,
Piero Umiliani,
8 Eyed Spy,
Negative Approach,
Toni Rubio,
Intrusion,
The Motions,
Avey Tare,
The Evens,
Howard Jones,
June Days,
New Order,
X-Ray Spex,
The Fugs,
Henry Cow,
The United States of America,
Groovy Waters,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Cramps,
Yazoo,
Make Up,
Lou Christie,
The Beau Brummels,
Lyres,
The Five Americans,
Chrome,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Camberwell Now,
Half Japanese,
Iggy Pop,
Eli Mardock,
The Fire Engines,
Franke,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin.
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.