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 Philippines 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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 marimba 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 Fad Gadget to the funk 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 Shuggie Otis. All the underground hits.
All Derrick May tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hot Snakes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 harpsichord and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Siouxsie and the Banshees record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Alarm Clocks,
Arcadia,
Scrapy,
Suburban Knight,
Agitation Free,
Joe Finger,
Circle Jerks,
The Sonics,
Funky Four + One,
Crooked Eye,
Pantaleimon,
X-102,
Mr. Review,
Outsiders,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
John Lydon,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Sexual Harrassment,
Interpol,
Fatback Band,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Jeff Mills,
10cc,
Tim Buckley,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Barracudas,
Theoretical Girls,
The Misunderstood,
Erasure,
The Red Krayola,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Saccharine Trust,
Lucky Dragons,
Alton Ellis,
X-Ray Spex,
Pharoah Sanders,
Andrew Hill,
LL Cool J,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Nick Fraelich,
Con Funk Shun,
Boz Scaggs,
Pylon,
the Association,
The Offenders,
Anakelly,
The J.B.'s,
The Count Five,
Rosa Yemen,
Sound Behaviour,
Black Moon,
The Durutti Column,
Television Personalities,
Brand Nubian,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Todd Rundgren,
Harmonia,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Chris Corsano,
The Walker Brothers,
Hoover,
London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir.
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.