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 Turkmenistan and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland 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 Captain Beefheart 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 Echospace to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Yazoo. All the underground hits.
All The Motions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sarah Menescal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gang Gang Dance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Siglo XX,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Wings,
Radiohead,
Marine Girls,
Con Funk Shun,
Lou Reed,
The Names,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Magma,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Joy Division,
Scott Walker,
Magazine,
Roger Hodgson,
Swell Maps,
Schoolly D,
The Fugs,
Alice Coltrane,
Television Personalities,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Boogie Down Productions,
Matthew Bourne,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Pop Group,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Busters,
Popol Vuh,
Lalo Schifrin,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Slackers,
Adolescents,
The Searchers,
The Saints,
U.S. Maple,
Mo-Dettes,
The Offenders,
Toni Rubio,
Amazonics,
AZ,
Rosa Yemen,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Sonic Youth,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Cowsills,
Unwound,
Gong,
Erasure,
The Dead C,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Count Five,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Raincoats,
Ultra Naté,
Guru Guru,
Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre.
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.