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 Cuba and from London.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Gang Green to the dance 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 Davy DMX. All the underground hits.
All Qualms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kayak record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lucky Dragons record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sly & The Family Stone,
Supertramp,
The Durutti Column,
Kaleidoscope,
Sarah Menescal,
Fluxion,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Derrick Morgan,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Bill Near,
Mandrill,
Toni Rubio,
World's Most,
Swell Maps,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Ludus,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Flipper,
Leonard Cohen,
F. McDonald,
Urselle,
Peter and Kerry,
Byron Stingily,
John Foxx,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Misunderstood,
The Smoke,
John Cale,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Michelle Simonal,
Pole,
Electric Prunes,
Visage,
kango's stein massive,
Soft Cell,
LL Cool J,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Jeff Mills,
Agitation Free,
Cal Tjader,
Crime,
U.S. Maple,
Goldenarms,
the Germs,
The Fall,
Siglo XX,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Sound,
The Moody Blues,
Stockholm Monsters,
Big Daddy Kane,
Von Mondo,
Throbbing Gristle,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Golliwogs,
Black Pus,
Fela Kuti,
Sister Nancy,
Angry Samoans,
H. Thieme,
The Associates,
Deakin, Deakin, Deakin, Deakin.
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.