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 Cyprus and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 theremin 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 Mark Hollis to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Icehouse. All the underground hits.
All Lungfish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sly & The Family Stone record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 synthesizer and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a One Last Wish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pet Shop Boys,
Radiohead,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Von Mondo,
The Skatalites,
Morten Harket,
Ornette Coleman,
Kerri Chandler,
Moebius,
Swell Maps,
U.S. Maple,
David Axelrod,
Skaos,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Dave Clark Five,
Fela Kuti,
June of 44,
Juan Atkins,
Connie Case,
Graham Central Station,
Little Man,
Rapeman,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Lightning Bolt,
Big Daddy Kane,
Sister Nancy,
Crooked Eye,
Bobby Womack,
The Gap Band,
Camouflage,
Todd Terry,
Eric Copeland,
Mary Jane Girls,
Unrelated Segments,
The Smiths,
Archie Shepp,
Ralphi Rosario,
Girls At Our Best!,
Patti Smith,
Rod Modell,
the Slits,
Dual Sessions,
Ronan,
The Durutti Column,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Erykah Badu,
Dorothy Ashby,
cv313,
Model 500,
Hot Snakes,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Roxy Music,
Sällskapet,
Joyce Sims,
E-Dancer,
Al Stewart,
Sexual Harrassment,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Guru Guru,
Unwound,
The New Christs, The New Christs, The New Christs, The New Christs.
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.