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 Qatar and from Glasgow.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The J.B.'s to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Radio Birdman. All the underground hits.
All The Blues Magoos tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Make Up record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra Arkestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Fad Gadget,
The Offenders,
Eric B and Rakim,
Johnny Osbourne,
Wally Richardson,
Max Romeo,
Absolute Body Control,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Gong,
The American Breed,
Hasil Adkins,
The Beau Brummels,
Darondo,
Rosa Yemen,
a-ha,
The Five Americans,
The J.B.'s,
Rhythm & Sound,
Nik Kershaw,
Leonard Cohen,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Lou Christie,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Alphaville,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Boz Scaggs,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Moody Blues,
Parry Music,
Banda Bassotti,
Toni Rubio,
Skriet,
Peter and Kerry,
Babytalk,
Newcleus,
the Germs,
Eli Mardock,
Loose Ends,
Bobby Womack,
The Stooges,
Duran Duran,
Terry Callier,
Saccharine Trust,
Eric Copeland,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
CMW,
Minutemen,
Camouflage,
Marcia Griffiths,
Mary Jane Girls,
Bush Tetras,
Reuben Wilson,
Q and Not U,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Pantaleimon,
Yazoo,
Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force.
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.