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 Belize and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 spring reverb 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 Sun Ra Arkestra to the funk 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 Gary Puckett & The Union Gap. All the underground hits.
All The Pretty Things tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-Ray Spex record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Germs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Darondo,
Altered Images,
Blossom Toes,
Junior Murvin,
Easy Going,
Pole,
Duran Duran,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Dead C,
Deepchord,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Kurtis Blow,
CMW,
Kas Product,
the Sonics,
Mo-Dettes,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Warsaw,
Aswad,
The Birthday Party,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Wolf Eyes,
David McCallum,
cv313,
Vainqueur,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Traffic Nightmare,
Technova,
Banda Bassotti,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Model 500,
Jacob Miller,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
the Human League,
Public Image Ltd.,
Sight & Sound,
The Associates,
The Human League,
Y Pants,
Sonic Youth,
Audionom,
Massinfluence,
Von Mondo,
Quantec,
The Fire Engines,
Crime,
OOIOO,
Ken Boothe,
KRS-One,
Bob Dylan,
Fluxion,
Los Fastidios,
Gregory Isaacs,
Underground Resistance,
Khruangbin,
Quando Quango,
Wally Richardson,
Can,
Arcadia,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
T.S.O.L.,
Swans, Swans, Swans, Swans.
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.