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 Houston.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Liliput to the dance 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 Echo & the Bunnymen. All the underground hits.
All Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Goldenarms 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Spoonie Gee record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Essential Logic,
a-ha,
Carl Craig,
Kas Product,
The Black Dice,
The Happenings,
Althea and Donna,
Mo-Dettes,
The Five Americans,
The Cramps,
Warren Ellis,
The Gap Band,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Searchers,
The Grass Roots,
Mr. Review,
Josef K,
Crime,
Barbara Tucker,
Marine Girls,
Talk Talk,
Barrington Levy,
Lalann,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
K-Klass,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Los Fastidios,
The J.B.'s,
The Birthday Party,
Mad Mike,
Rufus Thomas,
Juan Atkins,
Organ,
Pulsallama,
Swans,
The Stooges,
Godley & Creme,
Nas,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Fluxion,
Wolf Eyes,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Bootsy Collins,
Lee Hazlewood,
EPMD,
Royal Trux,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Modern Lovers,
Boredoms,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Young Rascals,
Slave,
Minor Threat,
Zero Boys,
The Gun Club,
Silicon Teens,
Terrestrial Tones,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes.
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.