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 Montenegro and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Moebius to the punk 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 David Bowie. All the underground hits.
All E-Dancer tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Essential Logic 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Godley & Creme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crash Course in Science,
Erykah Badu,
Cal Tjader,
Lou Christie,
The Busters,
Kevin Saunderson,
Q and Not U,
Lyres,
Negative Approach,
Radiopuhelimet,
New Order,
Bootsy Collins,
Gastr Del Sol,
Matthew Bourne,
Japan,
Reuben Wilson,
Nation of Ulysses,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Human League,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Cramps,
the Bar-Kays,
Man Eating Sloth,
Television Personalities,
The Count Five,
E-Dancer,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
the Slits,
Intrusion,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Lee Hazlewood,
Brand Nubian,
OOIOO,
Von Mondo,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Trumans Water,
New York Dolls,
The Blues Magoos,
Susan Cadogan,
Echospace,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Donald Byrd,
The Offenders,
Danielle Patucci,
Tom Boy,
Roger Hodgson,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
John Cale,
Chris & Cosey,
Severed Heads,
Siglo XX,
David Bowie,
Sonic Youth,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Buckinghams,
Basic Channel,
Loose Ends,
Magma,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Index, The Index, The Index, The Index.
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.