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 Jordan and from Glasgow.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the guitar 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 Robert Hood to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Evens. All the underground hits.
All Aaron Thompson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Organ record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonny Sharrock,
The Move,
Yusef Lateef,
The Kinks,
Aloha Tigers,
Delon & Dalcan,
Gabor Szabo,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Associates,
The Buckinghams,
Roxette,
Tres Demented,
Terry Callier,
The United States of America,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
David Bowie,
Con Funk Shun,
Guru Guru,
Interpol,
Bluetip,
U.S. Maple,
Minutemen,
Absolute Body Control,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Leaves,
Alphaville,
the Soft Cell,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Monolake,
Black Sheep,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
World's Most,
Kool Moe Dee,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Los Fastidios,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Brick,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Ituana,
Cluster,
The Saints,
Joyce Sims,
Japan,
Big Daddy Kane,
Bill Wells,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Negative Approach,
Television,
Amon Düül,
Blancmange,
Kas Product,
The Standells,
Johnny Osbourne,
Ornette Coleman,
Essential Logic,
Girls At Our Best!,
Joensuu 1685,
Tubeway Army,
The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band.
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.