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 Manchester.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the 808 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 Pantytec to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Das Ding. All the underground hits.
All Minor Threat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gil Scott Heron record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tubeway Army record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Groovy Waters,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bad Manners,
The Vogues,
Tropical Tobacco,
Dual Sessions,
The Black Dice,
Kas Product,
Cheater Slicks,
MC5,
The Count Five,
X-Ray Spex,
Rotary Connection,
Idris Muhammad,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Al Stewart,
Robert Wyatt,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The New Christs,
Albert Ayler,
Agitation Free,
The Grass Roots,
Mantronix,
Jeru the Damaja,
D'Angelo,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Fortunes,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Pop Group,
Jeff Lynne,
Pere Ubu,
X-102,
Pharoah Sanders,
Nirvana,
Glenn Branca,
Altered Images,
Con Funk Shun,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Roy Ayers,
Derrick May,
Little Man,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Wings,
New York Dolls,
Stereo Dub,
Popol Vuh,
Vladislav Delay,
Audionom,
The Remains,
Davy DMX,
Charles Mingus,
The Smiths,
The Kinks,
Robert Görl,
Barclay James Harvest,
Duran Duran,
Hoover,
Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash.
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.