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 Saudi Arabia and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 JFA to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Grey Daturas. All the underground hits.
All Fluxion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every E-Dancer record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Infiniti record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonic Youth,
Popol Vuh,
Zapp,
Letta Mbulu,
Franke,
Make Up,
The Evens,
Joey Negro,
The Selecter,
EPMD,
Index,
Pantytec,
Danielle Patucci,
The Names,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Delta 5,
Ralphi Rosario,
Harmonia,
Slick Rick,
Talk Talk,
The Red Krayola,
Massinfluence,
The Residents,
a-ha,
Rod Modell,
Soft Cell,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Howard Jones,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
These Immortal Souls,
Carl Craig,
Tommy Roe,
Morten Harket,
Erasure,
H. Thieme,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Jawbox,
Mo-Dettes,
Frankie Knuckles,
X-101,
the Germs,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
FM Einheit,
The Index,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Circle Jerks,
Marc Almond,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Maleditus Sound,
The Martian,
R.M.O.,
John Lydon,
Japan,
Tomorrow,
The Count Five,
Joe Finger,
The Raincoats,
Underground Resistance,
Nik Kershaw,
Von Mondo,
Aaron Thompson,
David Axelrod,
The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground.
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.