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 Italy and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 linndrum 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 Lou Reed & Metallica to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel. All the underground hits.
All Kings Of Tomorrow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kurtis Blow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Raincoats record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Subhumans,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Soulsonic Force,
China Crisis,
Blake Baxter,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
the Association,
Icehouse,
Cymande,
Marvin Gaye,
Stockholm Monsters,
Altered Images,
X-101,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Tropical Tobacco,
Gang Starr,
Yusef Lateef,
Tubeway Army,
Thee Headcoats,
The Fugs,
The Alarm Clocks,
Gang of Four,
Quantec,
The Velvet Underground,
The Gladiators,
Max Romeo,
Rhythm & Sound,
Gang Gang Dance,
Derrick Morgan,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Model 500,
The Searchers,
Swell Maps,
The Black Dice,
D'Angelo,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Infiniti,
The Knickerbockers,
kango's stein massive,
Ralphi Rosario,
Soft Machine,
Von Mondo,
Popol Vuh,
PIL,
Barrington Levy,
Lebanon Hanover,
Lyres,
Cybotron,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Pagans,
Bauhaus,
Letta Mbulu,
Skriet,
Massinfluence,
8 Eyed Spy,
Aural Exciters,
Arab on Radar,
New Order,
The Saints,
Monks, Monks, Monks, Monks.
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.