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 Laos and from Bremen.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Cairo.
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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Avey Tare to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog. All the underground hits.
All Kings Of Tomorrow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Velvet Underground 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe 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 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?
Tommy Roe,
Amazonics,
Kas Product,
Tears for Fears,
Al Stewart,
John Cale,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Roxette,
Organ,
Morten Harket,
The Index,
Darondo,
Barbara Tucker,
the Human League,
The Moody Blues,
Shuggie Otis,
Lou Reed,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Idris Muhammad,
Bluetip,
Negative Approach,
Ornette Coleman,
The Cosmic Jokers,
James White and The Blacks,
Zero Boys,
The Fall,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Panda Bear,
Anthony Braxton,
The Blues Magoos,
The Invisible,
Half Japanese,
Nas,
The Motions,
Marvin Gaye,
It's A Beautiful Day,
MDC,
Rhythm & Sound,
Mars,
Scott Walker,
Reuben Wilson,
Franke,
8 Eyed Spy,
Blossom Toes,
Gastr Del Sol,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Excepter,
Young Marble Giants,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Pretty Things,
Blancmange,
The Toasters,
Amon Düül II,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Slave,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Soul II Soul,
The Doobie Brothers,
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.