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 Qatar and from Sao Paulo.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Television to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Visage. All the underground hits.
All Pagans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Faraquet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anakelly record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Electric Prunes,
L. Decosne,
The Toasters,
These Immortal Souls,
The Techniques,
Quando Quango,
John Holt,
Freddie Wadling,
Soulsonic Force,
Thee Headcoats,
Depeche Mode,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Archie Shepp,
Marshall Jefferson,
Organ,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Moleskins,
Ken Boothe,
Pet Shop Boys,
Drexciya,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Glambeats Corp.,
Sunsets and Hearts,
kango's stein massive,
Reuben Wilson,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Erasure,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Monks,
FM Einheit,
Eric Dolphy,
Gang Gang Dance,
Man Parrish,
Quadrant,
The Fire Engines,
Nils Olav,
The Flesh Eaters,
Robert Görl,
Gong,
The Fortunes,
Pantytec,
Lebanon Hanover,
a-ha,
Das Ding,
Con Funk Shun,
Suburban Knight,
Agitation Free,
Moebius,
Outsiders,
Cameo,
Altered Images,
Stockholm Monsters,
Sonny Sharrock,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Althea and Donna,
The Selecter,
LL Cool J,
Crooked Eye,
The Wake,
The Gories,
Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles.
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.