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 Honduras and from Manila.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Joe Smooth 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 Section 25. All the underground hits.
All Larry & the Blue Notes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mummies record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ten City record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxette,
The Last Poets,
kango's stein massive,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Royal Trux,
Depeche Mode,
Section 25,
Marine Girls,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Raincoats,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Rekid,
The Remains,
Dennis Brown,
Adolescents,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Kayak,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Talk Talk,
Lalo Schifrin,
Warren Ellis,
Stiv Bators,
Kaleidoscope,
The Invisible,
Dorothy Ashby,
Fad Gadget,
Kerri Chandler,
Malaria!,
The Gladiators,
Eli Mardock,
Newcleus,
Banda Bassotti,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Cheater Slicks,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Selecter,
B.T. Express,
Barbara Tucker,
Organ,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Zero Boys,
Basic Channel,
The Fugs,
Leonard Cohen,
Rod Modell,
Second Layer,
The Blues Magoos,
The J.B.'s,
Archie Shepp,
The Flesh Eaters,
Make Up,
Massinfluence,
The Misunderstood,
The Gun Club,
The Residents,
Ludus,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Swell Maps,
Sixth Finger,
R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O..
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.