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 Morocco and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 MDC to the funk 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 Josef K. All the underground hits.
All Byron Stingily tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Con Funk Shun record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an organ and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deadbeat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rapeman,
Los Fastidios,
Rosa Yemen,
Ronan,
Yusef Lateef,
Eli Mardock,
June Days,
Jandek,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Sällskapet,
Banda Bassotti,
Joyce Sims,
The Fall,
The Buckinghams,
Michelle Simonal,
Radiohead,
Reuben Wilson,
Oneida,
Kurtis Blow,
Sight & Sound,
Marshall Jefferson,
Country Teasers,
DJ Sneak,
Lyres,
Lungfish,
Roy Ayers,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Quando Quango,
Second Layer,
R.M.O.,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Metal Thangz,
the Germs,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Symarip,
Blancmange,
The Gap Band,
Lucky Dragons,
the Sonics,
Duran Duran,
Arab on Radar,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Niagra,
Boogie Down Productions,
Flipper,
Gil Scott Heron,
Robert Wyatt,
Interpol,
Radiopuhelimet,
Graham Central Station,
Suburban Knight,
Funkadelic,
Nico,
Lalo Schifrin,
Youth Brigade,
Unwound,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Sparks,
Aaron Thompson,
Tears for Fears,
Ludus,
U.S. Maple,
the Bar-Kays, the Bar-Kays, the Bar-Kays, the Bar-Kays.
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.