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 Latvia and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 arpeggiator 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 The Martian to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Agitation Free. All the underground hits.
All The Cure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Graham Central Station record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flipper record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dual Sessions,
Tubeway Army,
Funkadelic,
Negative Approach,
Oblivians,
Lightning Bolt,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Busters,
Black Sheep,
Lakeside,
Gang Starr,
DNA,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Howard Jones,
Barry Ungar,
Minny Pops,
Das Ding,
John Coltrane,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Duran Duran,
The Stooges,
Ituana,
Mars,
Reuben Wilson,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
kango's stein massive,
Wasted Youth,
Joy Division,
Joey Negro,
Sugar Minott,
Lungfish,
Curtis Mayfield,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Byron Stingily,
Ronan,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Quadrant,
Jacob Miller,
T. Rex,
The Beau Brummels,
The Toasters,
Aaron Thompson,
The Mojo Men,
Gil Scott Heron,
Camberwell Now,
Carl Craig,
Second Layer,
Radiopuhelimet,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Minor Threat,
the Fania All-Stars,
Qualms,
Metal Thangz,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Donny Hathaway,
the Germs,
Half Japanese,
The Walker Brothers,
The Barracudas,
Boz Scaggs,
Drexciya,
Circle Jerks,
Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover.
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.