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 Solomon Islands and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 Holger Czukay 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 Slits to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Blossom Toes. All the underground hits.
All The Move tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Black Dice 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Red Lorry Yellow Lorry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Niagra,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Red Krayola,
Fela Kuti,
Sixth Finger,
Leonard Cohen,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Peter & Gordon,
Negative Approach,
Von Mondo,
Pierre Henry,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Neon Judgement,
Deepchord,
Tomorrow,
Massinfluence,
Spoonie Gee,
Skarface,
The Misunderstood,
Reagan Youth,
The Raincoats,
Desert Stars,
Brick,
The Gories,
Junior Murvin,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Donald Byrd,
The Sonics,
The New Christs,
Inner City,
Anakelly,
Jeru the Damaja,
Stereo Dub,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Panda Bear,
The Flesh Eaters,
Ituana,
Saccharine Trust,
Qualms,
D'Angelo,
Surgeon,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
A Certain Ratio,
Severed Heads,
ABBA,
Black Sheep,
Lightning Bolt,
Janne Schatter,
Pagans,
Nico,
Mark Hollis,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Parry Music,
Pharoah Sanders,
Rod Modell,
Youth Brigade,
Johnny Clarke,
Skaos,
The Golliwogs,
OOIOO,
Faraquet,
Dual Sessions,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds.
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.