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 Cuba and from Bologna.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the snare 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 The Evens to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Index. All the underground hits.
All Gong tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Glambeats Corp. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sister Nancy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Josef K,
Sonny Sharrock,
Ultravox,
Gang Starr,
Masters at Work,
Henry Cow,
The Fortunes,
Absolute Body Control,
Darondo,
Eurythmics,
Outsiders,
Monks,
Iggy Pop,
The Beau Brummels,
Reuben Wilson,
Oblivians,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Barry Ungar,
Section 25,
Al Stewart,
The Evens,
Fluxion,
DJ Style,
Ronan,
Chris & Cosey,
Godley & Creme,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Marshall Jefferson,
Groovy Waters,
Robert Wyatt,
Peter & Gordon,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Mark Hollis,
Swans,
Japan,
The Searchers,
Accadde A,
Gichy Dan,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Sandy B,
Simply Red,
Easy Going,
Lou Reed,
Brick,
Wolf Eyes,
Fela Kuti,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Saccharine Trust,
Erykah Badu,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Grey Daturas,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Wings,
the Fania All-Stars,
Matthew Bourne,
Tubeway Army,
the Human League,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Bill Near,
Nils Olav,
Lyres,
Toni Rubio,
Hoover, Hoover, Hoover, Hoover.
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.