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 Jordan and from Tokyo.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Jesper Dahlback to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Unwound. All the underground hits.
All Suicide tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alison Limerick 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terror Squad Feat. Camron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Depeche Mode,
Morten Harket,
CMW,
Patti Smith,
Japan,
Robert Wyatt,
Kayak,
The Pretty Things,
Jesper Dahlback,
Harry Pussy,
Metal Thangz,
The Victims,
Mandrill,
Section 25,
kango's stein massive,
Idris Muhammad,
The Busters,
Scratch Acid,
Sound Behaviour,
Outsiders,
Johnny Clarke,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Young Marble Giants,
Swell Maps,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Black Moon,
Ornette Coleman,
Cheater Slicks,
UT,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Carl Craig,
Severed Heads,
Ice-T,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Mo-Dettes,
The Litter,
The Toasters,
Donny Hathaway,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Pussy Galore,
Bush Tetras,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Slackers,
Vainqueur,
The Standells,
Prince Buster,
Goldenarms,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Cameo,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Scan 7,
Pulsallama,
Underground Resistance,
Toni Rubio,
Albert Ayler,
Shuggie Otis,
Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin.
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.