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 Austria and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Can to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Charles Mingus. All the underground hits.
All Panda Bear tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Smog record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Altered Images record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Blake Baxter,
Harpers Bizarre,
Gang Starr,
Crooked Eye,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Ronan,
U.S. Maple,
New York Dolls,
Eurythmics,
Suburban Knight,
Pantaleimon,
Alison Limerick,
Lalo Schifrin,
Scott Walker,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Tears for Fears,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Desert Stars,
Joe Finger,
Fat Boys,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Matthew Halsall,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Bluetip,
The Modern Lovers,
Sugar Minott,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Lindisfarne,
The Move,
Rufus Thomas,
Lou Reed,
Camouflage,
Yaz,
Scrapy,
Kaleidoscope,
The Gun Club,
Davy DMX,
Essential Logic,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Sonics,
Half Japanese,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Stooges,
Arcadia,
Whodini,
Ultimate Spinach,
Ronnie Foster,
Sonic Youth,
Electric Prunes,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Pantytec,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Excepter,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Mr. Review,
The Moleskins,
KRS-One,
Hashim,
Scion,
Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy.
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.