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 Gabon and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 Donald Fagen 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 Soul II Soul to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Stooges. All the underground hits.
All Skaos tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Inner City record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a In Retrospect record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wolf Eyes,
Amon Düül II,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Scion,
the Fania All-Stars,
Sound Behaviour,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Tom Boy,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Erasure,
Supertramp,
Barbara Tucker,
Sun Ra,
Das Ding,
The Smiths,
Brick,
Cal Tjader,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Jesper Dahlback,
The New Christs,
Joyce Sims,
Rapeman,
Moss Icon,
The Zeros,
The Divine Comedy,
L. Decosne,
Nik Kershaw,
Piero Umiliani,
Marc Almond,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Wake,
Sugar Minott,
Letta Mbulu,
Big Daddy Kane,
Barry Ungar,
David Axelrod,
Surgeon,
Niagra,
Con Funk Shun,
Aaron Thompson,
Ultra Naté,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Jandek,
Erykah Badu,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Black Bananas,
Nas,
Marcia Griffiths,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Derrick Morgan,
Gil Scott Heron,
One Last Wish,
La Düsseldorf,
Bob Dylan,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Matthew Bourne,
Donald Byrd,
Severed Heads,
Grey Daturas,
Stereo Dub,
Parry Music,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.