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 Luxembourg and from Stockholm.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Louis and Bebe Barron to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Interpol. All the underground hits.
All The Fire Engines tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Slits record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gories record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Smoke,
Sparks,
The Standells,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Urselle,
Stereo Dub,
The Blackbyrds,
Supertramp,
Wally Richardson,
June Days,
Radio Birdman,
Rapeman,
Rufus Thomas,
Brothers Johnson,
Robert Görl,
Cybotron,
The Red Krayola,
the Swans,
The Mummies,
Chris & Cosey,
Motorama,
Flipper,
Don Cherry,
The Wake,
Yusef Lateef,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Visage,
Marcia Griffiths,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Grauzone,
The Neon Judgement,
MDC,
Deepchord,
Basic Channel,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Human League,
Intrusion,
The Vogues,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
D'Angelo,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Traffic Nightmare,
Pole,
Joey Negro,
Bootsy Collins,
Grey Daturas,
Hoover,
PIL,
Minny Pops,
Kool Moe Dee,
Lyres,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Lou Christie,
Marc Almond,
Technova,
A Certain Ratio,
The Mojo Men,
Alice Coltrane,
Amon Düül II,
Talk Talk,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim.
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.