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 Liberia and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 güiro 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 Reuben Wilson to the grime 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 Niagra. All the underground hits.
All Severed Heads tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Carl Craig record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a June Days record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fluxion,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Eric Dolphy,
Au Pairs,
Aswad,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Eli Mardock,
Public Enemy,
the Bar-Kays,
Dawn Penn,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
A Certain Ratio,
Cameo,
Basic Channel,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Country Teasers,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Eurythmics,
Archie Shepp,
Magma,
Pharoah Sanders,
Suicide,
Anthony Braxton,
Crispian St. Peters,
Stockholm Monsters,
Gabor Szabo,
Section 25,
Fad Gadget,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Wally Richardson,
The Litter,
Soul II Soul,
New Order,
F. McDonald,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Mr. Review,
Pagans,
Al Stewart,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Shadows of Knight,
Althea and Donna,
Aural Exciters,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Bush Tetras,
Lucky Dragons,
Bizarre Inc.,
Colin Newman,
Moebius,
Dead Boys,
The Red Krayola,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Gang Starr,
Shoche,
This Heat,
Lou Reed,
Black Sheep,
E-Dancer, E-Dancer, E-Dancer, E-Dancer.
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.