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 Malawi and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Lou Reed to the rock 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 Prince Buster. All the underground hits.
All Gang Gang Dance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skarface record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a 10cc record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Moon,
Scott Walker,
KRS-One,
Mad Mike,
Archie Shepp,
Crime,
The Blues Magoos,
K-Klass,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Maleditus Sound,
China Crisis,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Unrelated Segments,
Negative Approach,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Massinfluence,
The Martian,
Dark Day,
Shoche,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
ABBA,
Juan Atkins,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Count Five,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Pere Ubu,
Brothers Johnson,
Royal Trux,
Todd Terry,
Warren Ellis,
Vainqueur,
Absolute Body Control,
The Blackbyrds,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Yusef Lateef,
Hardrive,
Jeff Mills,
Zero Boys,
X-102,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Isaac Hayes,
Nas,
The Young Rascals,
Gil Scott Heron,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Slave,
Eurythmics,
Anakelly,
The Mojo Men,
Joyce Sims,
The Searchers,
Thee Headcoats,
The Real Kids,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Morten Harket,
Au Pairs,
The Names,
Ultra Naté,
Stereo Dub,
Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions.
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.