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 Poland and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Electric Light Orchestra to the techno 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 Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines. All the underground hits.
All Schoolly D tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flipper record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
LL Cool J,
Darondo,
Kurtis Blow,
Altered Images,
Chris & Cosey,
The Stooges,
Gong,
World's Most,
The Gun Club,
48th St. Collective,
Pantytec,
Skriet,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Ralphi Rosario,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Ultravox,
The Searchers,
Bobby Womack,
Cluster,
Delon & Dalcan,
New Order,
The Names,
Camouflage,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Evens,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Anakelly,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Intrusion,
Brick,
Vladislav Delay,
Aaron Thompson,
The Electric Prunes,
Patti Smith,
Mo-Dettes,
Jacques Brel,
Derrick Morgan,
Marcia Griffiths,
Schoolly D,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
DNA,
Arcadia,
The Flesh Eaters,
Rekid,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Franke,
Black Sheep,
Terry Callier,
Barclay James Harvest,
Bauhaus,
Cameo,
John Lydon,
A Certain Ratio,
Sun Ra,
June Days,
Colin Newman,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Radiopuhelimet,
Joey Negro,
Section 25, Section 25, Section 25, Section 25.
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.