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 Vanuatu 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 Lagos and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 John Lydon to the funk 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 The Barracudas. All the underground hits.
All The Fire Engines tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Essential Logic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 marimba and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Talk Talk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter & Gordon,
Ossler,
Tropical Tobacco,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Panda Bear,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Birthday Party,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
David Axelrod,
Japan,
Carl Craig,
Ituana,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Pantytec,
Motorama,
Stereo Dub,
Negative Approach,
Deepchord,
PIL,
Harry Pussy,
The Doobie Brothers,
Theoretical Girls,
The Monochrome Set,
Rapeman,
Anthony Braxton,
Don Cherry,
Marshall Jefferson,
Television Personalities,
cv313,
Basic Channel,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Chris & Cosey,
Todd Terry,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Stooges,
Young Marble Giants,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Monolake,
Jawbox,
Niagra,
The United States of America,
Dawn Penn,
Quando Quango,
Nik Kershaw,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Main Source,
Fad Gadget,
Drexciya,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Aural Exciters,
The Sound,
Davy DMX,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
John Cale,
Yaz,
Los Fastidios,
The Evens,
Stiv Bators,
Robert Görl,
KRS-One, KRS-One, KRS-One, KRS-One.
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.