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 Brazil and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 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 Negative Approach 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 EPMD. All the underground hits.
All ABC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crispian St. Peters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 Clear Light record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aaron Thompson,
Ronan,
Susan Cadogan,
Big Daddy Kane,
X-102,
CMW,
The Litter,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Babytalk,
Jesper Dahlback,
Thompson Twins,
The Velvet Underground,
Echospace,
Ituana,
Zero Boys,
Yellowson,
Ronnie Foster,
Jandek,
the Association,
The Sonics,
Radiohead,
Colin Newman,
Bootsy Collins,
The Dead C,
Mandrill,
Groovy Waters,
Trumans Water,
Dennis Brown,
Ralphi Rosario,
Soul II Soul,
Josef K,
Jerry's Kids,
Lee Hazlewood,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Fluxion,
Boz Scaggs,
John Coltrane,
Dead Boys,
Quadrant,
The Associates,
Con Funk Shun,
H. Thieme,
Desert Stars,
Neil Young,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Smog,
Sly & The Family Stone,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Gabor Szabo,
Prince Buster,
Cluster,
Moby Grape,
Chrome,
Anakelly,
Swell Maps,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Ultimate Spinach,
Laurel Aitken,
Duran Duran,
Wire,
Lalo Schifrin,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Minutemen, Minutemen, Minutemen, Minutemen.
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.