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 Suriname and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in 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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 snare 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 Khruangbin to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Kerri Chandler. All the underground hits.
All Erykah Badu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Morten Harket 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Leonard Cohen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arcadia,
Marvin Gaye,
Glenn Branca,
Monolake,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Leaves,
Anthony Braxton,
The Alarm Clocks,
Warren Ellis,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Sarah Menescal,
Kas Product,
Lower 48,
Arab on Radar,
Aaron Thompson,
Soulsonic Force,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Stereo Dub,
Alphaville,
Aloha Tigers,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Neil Young,
B.T. Express,
Moebius,
Los Fastidios,
John Coltrane,
New Order,
Reuben Wilson,
Bill Near,
The Techniques,
JFA,
Darondo,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Technova,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Intrusion,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Residents,
Lindisfarne,
Frankie Knuckles,
Pere Ubu,
Rufus Thomas,
Pet Shop Boys,
Girls At Our Best!,
Chris & Cosey,
Duran Duran,
Black Moon,
Theoretical Girls,
Minny Pops,
The Smoke,
Amazonics,
Liliput,
Simply Red,
Wally Richardson,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Moby Grape,
Rakim,
Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance.
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.