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 East Timor and from Mexico City.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Dave Gahan to the punk 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 Piero Umiliani. All the underground hits.
All The Remains tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Buzzcocks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unwound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cymande,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Ralphi Rosario,
Glambeats Corp.,
Pet Shop Boys,
In Retrospect,
Skarface,
Dave Gahan,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Busters,
Tim Buckley,
Los Fastidios,
New York Dolls,
Delta 5,
Robert Wyatt,
LL Cool J,
The Doobie Brothers,
Silicon Teens,
Nick Fraelich,
World's Most,
The Shadows of Knight,
10cc,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Motions,
Dennis Brown,
Janne Schatter,
The Seeds,
Kas Product,
cv313,
The Beau Brummels,
Donald Byrd,
Funky Four + One,
Japan,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Loose Ends,
Bauhaus,
Main Source,
Joe Smooth,
Subhumans,
Rhythm & Sound,
Quantec,
John Foxx,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Dead C,
Pantaleimon,
Wire,
Fela Kuti,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Television Personalities,
This Heat,
The Sonics,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Letta Mbulu,
Desert Stars,
Pierre Henry,
Stereo Dub,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Nik Kershaw,
Laurel Aitken,
Toni Rubio,
Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers.
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.