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 Croatia and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 snare 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 Dennis Brown to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Vaughan Mason & Crew. All the underground hits.
All Stockholm Monsters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Offenders record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ituana record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Warsaw,
Das Ding,
Chrome,
Unrelated Segments,
Excepter,
Circle Jerks,
Mad Mike,
Dark Day,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Five Americans,
Jeff Mills,
The Flesh Eaters,
China Crisis,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Yaz,
The Standells,
Archie Shepp,
Howard Jones,
Little Man,
Stereo Dub,
The Busters,
Joy Division,
Danielle Patucci,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Fat Boys,
Robert Hood,
Lee Hazlewood,
Yusef Lateef,
Todd Terry,
The Sonics,
The Human League,
Piero Umiliani,
Avey Tare,
T. Rex,
Eric Copeland,
Yazoo,
Patti Smith,
Ken Boothe,
Technova,
The Move,
Marmalade,
Underground Resistance,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Newcleus,
Sun Ra,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
New Age Steppers,
The Tremeloes,
Eddi Front,
Babytalk,
John Lydon,
X-102,
Bill Near,
Lakeside,
Heaven 17,
Sonic Youth,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan.
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.