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 Sri Lanka and from Manchester.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 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 La Düsseldorf to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Franke. All the underground hits.
All Inner City tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blake Baxter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
kango's stein massive,
Frankie Knuckles,
Deakin,
R.M.O.,
Lightning Bolt,
Eli Mardock,
Boredoms,
Bobby Sherman,
Michelle Simonal,
The Evens,
Sandy B,
Roxette,
Wasted Youth,
The Music Machine,
The Electric Prunes,
Severed Heads,
The Vogues,
The Wake,
Dead Boys,
Massinfluence,
Loose Ends,
Wally Richardson,
Funky Four + One,
Symarip,
Smog,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Glambeats Corp.,
Dorothy Ashby,
Radiopuhelimet,
Scion,
Chrome,
Steve Hackett,
Sex Pistols,
Gang of Four,
The Tremeloes,
The Zeros,
Qualms,
Hashim,
John Cale,
Eric Dolphy,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
MC5,
Hot Snakes,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
the Slits,
Jerry's Kids,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Mantronix,
Rakim,
JFA,
Hasil Adkins,
FM Einheit,
The Busters,
Stetsasonic,
Nico,
Minnie Riperton,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Count Five,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
the Sonics,
Flamin' Groovies,
Mark Hollis,
Al Stewart, Al Stewart, Al Stewart, Al Stewart.
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.