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 Rwanda and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 rhodes 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 The Blackbyrds to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Electric Prunes. All the underground hits.
All Kayak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rosa Yemen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a La Düsseldorf 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?
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Scrapy,
Delta 5,
The Dave Clark Five,
Von Mondo,
Blancmange,
Janne Schatter,
Sight & Sound,
Ohio Players,
DNA,
The Durutti Column,
New Order,
Tomorrow,
The Alarm Clocks,
Soft Machine,
Adolescents,
Aural Exciters,
10cc,
Barbara Tucker,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Infiniti,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Blues Magoos,
Quadrant,
Drive Like Jehu,
Easy Going,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lightning Bolt,
Talk Talk,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Neon Judgement,
Amon Düül,
The Gladiators,
Eden Ahbez,
T. Rex,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Eric Copeland,
Dark Day,
Minnie Riperton,
The Names,
Jacob Miller,
Bad Manners,
Jesper Dahlback,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Michelle Simonal,
Jawbox,
The Kinks,
a-ha,
Scratch Acid,
Tom Boy,
Metal Thangz,
Spoonie Gee,
Desert Stars,
Siglo XX,
The Standells,
Todd Rundgren,
Oblivians,
Wolf Eyes,
The Remains,
James White and The Blacks,
Pulsallama, Pulsallama, Pulsallama, Pulsallama.
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.