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 Monaco and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Pussy Galore to the crunk 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 The Mighty Diamonds. All the underground hits.
All Sandy B tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jandek 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Reagan Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Rakim,
Todd Rundgren,
Public Enemy,
The Raincoats,
Delta 5,
Isaac Hayes,
The Barracudas,
Black Bananas,
The Leaves,
Leonard Cohen,
Model 500,
ABBA,
Sandy B,
Tomorrow,
Joey Negro,
Bobby Womack,
Nico,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
H. Thieme,
Harmonia,
Brick,
The Associates,
John Holt,
Ultravox,
The Fire Engines,
Circle Jerks,
Flipper,
Ludus,
Groovy Waters,
Radiopuhelimet,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Reuben Wilson,
Man Parrish,
Country Teasers,
Neu!,
Pet Shop Boys,
Rufus Thomas,
Qualms,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Agitation Free,
Derrick Morgan,
The Young Rascals,
Brothers Johnson,
Howard Jones,
Kenny Larkin,
Judy Mowatt,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Smog,
10cc,
Inner City,
Ronan,
DJ Sneak,
Moebius,
Arab on Radar,
Ken Boothe,
Delon & Dalcan,
PIL,
Unrelated Segments,
The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor.
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.