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 Estonia and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 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 Selector Dub Narcotic to the grime 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 Fad Gadget. All the underground hits.
All Model 500 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 theremin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Maurizio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Swans,
Rufus Thomas,
The Angels of Light,
Jimmy McGriff,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Arthur Verocai,
Mantronix,
The Dirtbombs,
Soul Sonic Force,
Reuben Wilson,
Al Stewart,
the Sonics,
Darondo,
Bronski Beat,
Crime,
June Days,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bizarre Inc.,
Outsiders,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Mark Hollis,
Bobby Womack,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Toasters,
Sarah Menescal,
Groovy Waters,
Eli Mardock,
The Shadows of Knight,
Kevin Saunderson,
Minutemen,
Robert Görl,
The Trojans,
Suicide,
Shoche,
Interpol,
Organ,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Sam Rivers,
the Association,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Lalann,
Hardrive,
Lou Christie,
Delon & Dalcan,
Parry Music,
Liliput,
Donny Hathaway,
Mr. Review,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Flamin' Groovies,
Eric Dolphy,
Minnie Riperton,
X-Ray Spex,
The Leaves,
Girls At Our Best!,
Rapeman,
Gang Starr,
The Vogues,
Gang of Four,
The Five Americans,
Chris & Cosey,
U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple.
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.