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 Taiwan and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 oboe 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 Litter to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Invisible. All the underground hits.
All Joe Finger tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Sherman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Flag record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flash Fearless,
Iggy Pop,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Slits,
Johnny Osbourne,
Lungfish,
Angry Samoans,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Martian,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Eric Dolphy,
Gichy Dan,
Wings,
The Detroit Cobras,
Fugazi,
the Human League,
Clear Light,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Agitation Free,
Bad Manners,
The Cure,
Roxy Music,
The Human League,
New Order,
Kevin Saunderson,
Vainqueur,
Gong,
Jimmy McGriff,
Flipper,
Ralphi Rosario,
Lyres,
Crispian St. Peters,
Howard Jones,
The Moody Blues,
Ronnie Foster,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Laurel Aitken,
Janne Schatter,
Tropical Tobacco,
Lakeside,
Colin Newman,
Matthew Halsall,
Cybotron,
Stereo Dub,
Unrelated Segments,
Archie Shepp,
The Sonics,
Magma,
Technova,
Ossler,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Dave Clark Five,
Radio Birdman,
Sonic Youth,
Gang Gang Dance,
Audionom,
The Barracudas,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.