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 Liechtenstein and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Alphaville to the rap 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 Absolute Body Control. All the underground hits.
All Bush Tetras tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Blackbyrds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Underground Resistance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Knickerbockers,
Sonic Youth,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Music Machine,
Lebanon Hanover,
Matthew Bourne,
Sixth Finger,
Derrick Morgan,
Procol Harum,
The Moody Blues,
Big Daddy Kane,
Agitation Free,
the Germs,
Mantronix,
Oblivians,
Dave Gahan,
Vainqueur,
Radio Birdman,
Alton Ellis,
The Divine Comedy,
Skaos,
Eli Mardock,
Circle Jerks,
Scott Walker,
Metal Thangz,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Crime,
Ralphi Rosario,
Urselle,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Infiniti,
Das Ding,
Jeff Lynne,
Pharoah Sanders,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Idris Muhammad,
Magazine,
Jimmy McGriff,
Freddie Wadling,
The Walker Brothers,
Cybotron,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Black Moon,
L. Decosne,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Gories,
Main Source,
Eve St. Jones,
Joensuu 1685,
Bad Manners,
Minny Pops,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Goldenarms,
The American Breed,
The Monks,
Spoonie Gee,
Gastr Del Sol,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Charles Mingus,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers.
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.