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 Antigua and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Dead Boys to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 New Christs. All the underground hits.
All Vainqueur tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Toasters 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultramagnetic MC's record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mantronix,
Nico,
Suburban Knight,
Lakeside,
Ludus,
Simply Red,
Half Japanese,
Franke,
Camouflage,
Can,
Mr. Review,
Derrick Morgan,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Cluster,
Tres Demented,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Janne Schatter,
Jesper Dahlback,
Ossler,
Skarface,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Prince Buster,
Albert Ayler,
Erasure,
Joe Finger,
Piero Umiliani,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Alison Limerick,
Angry Samoans,
Bluetip,
Rakim,
Ten City,
Amon Düül,
Henry Cow,
Wally Richardson,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Joy Division,
Donny Hathaway,
Rapeman,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Anakelly,
Radio Birdman,
Toni Rubio,
Fluxion,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Althea and Donna,
Flamin' Groovies,
Jeff Mills,
Soul II Soul,
Technova,
Eve St. Jones,
Mary Jane Girls,
Gang Starr,
The Blackbyrds,
Brick,
The Saints,
Bad Manners,
Scan 7,
the Fania All-Stars,
Alice Coltrane,
Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck.
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.