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 Ethiopia and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Soulsonic Force to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Soul Sonic Force. All the underground hits.
All B.T. Express tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moebius record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nils Olav record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Sonics,
Index,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Modern Lovers,
Essential Logic,
Au Pairs,
Gang Gang Dance,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Flesh Eaters,
Soulsonic Force,
Josef K,
Rhythm & Sound,
Lightning Bolt,
The Fugs,
Excepter,
Jandek,
Neu!,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Soul II Soul,
Nico,
Motorama,
Tim Buckley,
The Seeds,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Moebius,
The Names,
Q65,
Roger Hodgson,
Smog,
Mark Hollis,
Donny Hathaway,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Franke,
Silicon Teens,
Juan Atkins,
Fugazi,
The Doors,
Interpol,
Liliput,
Flipper,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
June Days,
John Coltrane,
The Index,
Absolute Body Control,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
A Certain Ratio,
The Count Five,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Oblivians,
Althea and Donna,
Reagan Youth,
Lower 48,
The Birthday Party,
Matthew Halsall,
Eden Ahbez,
The Saints,
Bush Tetras,
Rufus Thomas,
Carl Craig,
Minnie Riperton,
Panda Bear,
Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks.
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.