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 India and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Zapp to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Gang Green. All the underground hits.
All Scion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bob Dylan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bootsy's Rubber Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Techniques,
Radiopuhelimet,
Rakim,
Lindisfarne,
the Soft Cell,
Negative Approach,
Andrew Hill,
Ultravox,
Procol Harum,
Blake Baxter,
Reuben Wilson,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Jacques Brel,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Youth Brigade,
The Moody Blues,
Pussy Galore,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Siglo XX,
Vladislav Delay,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Piero Umiliani,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Modern Lovers,
Gang Starr,
Reagan Youth,
Eden Ahbez,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
8 Eyed Spy,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Sixth Finger,
Eurythmics,
Cluster,
Chris Corsano,
Q65,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Unrelated Segments,
Yazoo,
Jerry's Kids,
Soft Machine,
Barry Ungar,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Barbara Tucker,
Dark Day,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Rekid,
Cecil Taylor,
James White and The Blacks,
Fear,
Niagra,
Goldenarms,
Minor Threat,
The J.B.'s,
Jacob Miller,
Drexciya,
Donny Hathaway,
Scott Walker,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Royal Trux,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Last Poets,
Heaven 17, Heaven 17, Heaven 17, Heaven 17.
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.