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 Croatia and from Paris.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the linndrum 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 The Cosmic Jokers to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Erykah Badu. All the underground hits.
All Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Funkadelic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Electric Light Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Malaria!,
Average White Band,
The Residents,
Glenn Branca,
Sun Ra,
The Pretty Things,
Talk Talk,
Sarah Menescal,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Kaleidoscope,
Index,
Funky Four + One,
Eve St. Jones,
Sister Nancy,
Freddie Wadling,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Lebanon Hanover,
Avey Tare,
Can,
Agent Orange,
Rotary Connection,
Harmonia,
Whodini,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Sonics,
Hasil Adkins,
Sandy B,
E-Dancer,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Thompson Twins,
The Young Rascals,
The American Breed,
The Monochrome Set,
Slick Rick,
The Saints,
The Black Dice,
The Flesh Eaters,
Tom Boy,
Absolute Body Control,
John Holt,
Josef K,
Donny Hathaway,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Idris Muhammad,
The Fire Engines,
Agitation Free,
Erykah Badu,
Supertramp,
Cybotron,
The Standells,
Rekid,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Marmalade,
Buzzcocks,
The Busters,
The Mojo Men,
Mission of Burma,
Cameo,
Mary Jane Girls,
Eric Copeland,
The Real Kids,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth.
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.