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 Kyrgyzstan and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 Massinfluence to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Kayak. All the underground hits.
All Sandy B tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Pretty Things record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Suicide record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yaz,
Amon Düül,
Donald Byrd,
Lakeside,
Tommy Roe,
Magazine,
Au Pairs,
Blake Baxter,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Ralphi Rosario,
Quadrant,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Gerry Rafferty,
Johnny Osbourne,
Soulsonic Force,
a-ha,
Matthew Halsall,
Arthur Verocai,
Pagans,
Sixth Finger,
Zero Boys,
Bizarre Inc.,
L. Decosne,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Fluxion,
Ten City,
Barclay James Harvest,
Wasted Youth,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Q and Not U,
Delta 5,
Morten Harket,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Absolute Body Control,
Johnny Clarke,
Newcleus,
Piero Umiliani,
Jacob Miller,
Warren Ellis,
Brand Nubian,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Busters,
Bronski Beat,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Rotary Connection,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Tears for Fears,
Eve St. Jones,
KRS-One,
Alphaville,
Stetsasonic,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Peter & Gordon,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Mark Hollis,
Scientists, Scientists, Scientists, Scientists.
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.