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 Lebanon and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Nas to the crunk 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 David McCallum. All the underground hits.
All Slave tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Livin' Joy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Magazine 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?
June Days,
Monolake,
Juan Atkins,
Peter and Kerry,
Lucky Dragons,
Harpers Bizarre,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Nico,
Roy Ayers,
Terry Callier,
The Music Machine,
Fear,
Swans,
Moby Grape,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Funky Four + One,
Skarface,
Faust,
Negative Approach,
These Immortal Souls,
The Gap Band,
The Mummies,
Man Parrish,
Bobby Womack,
Rufus Thomas,
The Seeds,
Vladislav Delay,
Aswad,
Fat Boys,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
the Germs,
Pantaleimon,
Infiniti,
The Cure,
Mark Hollis,
Country Teasers,
Lalann,
Henry Cow,
Thompson Twins,
PIL,
Ornette Coleman,
China Crisis,
Motorama,
Supertramp,
Nas,
Fela Kuti,
Aural Exciters,
X-102,
Angry Samoans,
Boredoms,
The Raincoats,
D'Angelo,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Searchers,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Circle Jerks,
DJ Sneak,
The Stooges,
The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor.
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.