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 Indonesia and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 chamberlin 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 Talk Talk to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Fortunes. All the underground hits.
All The Names tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Electric Prunes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a FM Einheit record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Erykah Badu,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Depeche Mode,
Ohio Players,
The Shadows of Knight,
the Fania All-Stars,
Minor Threat,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Gap Band,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Cramps,
Unwound,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Letta Mbulu,
Young Marble Giants,
Das Ding,
Traffic Nightmare,
Boogie Down Productions,
Crispian St. Peters,
Marcia Griffiths,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Joensuu 1685,
Bill Wells,
The Sound,
Tears for Fears,
Flash Fearless,
Royal Trux,
Eric Copeland,
Blake Baxter,
Camouflage,
Donny Hathaway,
The Dave Clark Five,
Skarface,
Mr. Review,
Jeff Mills,
Sällskapet,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Barry Ungar,
Urselle,
Panda Bear,
Radiohead,
Frankie Knuckles,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Cybotron,
Slick Rick,
Soul II Soul,
Spoonie Gee,
Bobby Byrd,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Morten Harket,
Country Teasers,
Groovy Waters,
Schoolly D,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
the Germs,
Cymande,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Mantronix,
Marmalade,
The Associates, The Associates, The Associates, The Associates.
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.