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 Grenada and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 Lou Reed 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 The Monochrome Set to the disco 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 Massinfluence. All the underground hits.
All Audionom tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Divine Comedy 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultra Naté record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Slits,
Eli Mardock,
The Selecter,
Technova,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Busters,
Tom Boy,
Joe Smooth,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Joe Finger,
U.S. Maple,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Hashim,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Easy Going,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Neu!,
Cybotron,
Alison Limerick,
Yazoo,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Soulsonic Force,
Ituana,
June of 44,
X-102,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The United States of America,
Kaleidoscope,
Popol Vuh,
Grey Daturas,
Dave Gahan,
Lou Reed,
Gichy Dan,
Little Man,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Camberwell Now,
Vladislav Delay,
Pylon,
Terrestrial Tones,
Man Eating Sloth,
Anakelly,
The Walker Brothers,
The Detroit Cobras,
Make Up,
Lucky Dragons,
Pantaleimon,
Monolake,
Matthew Bourne,
Inner City,
Bill Wells,
The Skatalites,
Robert Wyatt,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Hot Snakes,
T. Rex,
The Mummies,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Idris Muhammad,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Grauzone,
Ralphi Rosario,
Motorama, Motorama, Motorama, Motorama.
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.