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 Andorra and from Winnipeg.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
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 Boogie Down Productions to the dance 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 Alton Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Chrome tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Morten Harket record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Panda Bear record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Techniques,
R.M.O.,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
10cc,
Icehouse,
Von Mondo,
Roxy Music,
Absolute Body Control,
Glenn Branca,
Theoretical Girls,
Television Personalities,
The Sound,
The New Christs,
Archie Shepp,
Moss Icon,
Maleditus Sound,
Sight & Sound,
Mantronix,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Nas,
Barclay James Harvest,
Susan Cadogan,
The Smiths,
Can,
Funkadelic,
Magma,
Derrick Morgan,
Soul II Soul,
Gang Gang Dance,
James White and The Blacks,
Porter Ricks,
The Pop Group,
Joe Finger,
Ossler,
Bobby Womack,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Jesper Dahlback,
Ponytail,
The Misunderstood,
Crime,
Bob Dylan,
Monks,
The Remains,
Suburban Knight,
Albert Ayler,
Public Enemy,
the Normal,
Bizarre Inc.,
Robert Görl,
Yellowson,
The Names,
Vladislav Delay,
Panda Bear,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Roxette,
Silicon Teens,
Main Source,
The Dirtbombs,
The Sisters of Mercy,
the Swans,
Tim Buckley,
Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes.
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.