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 South Sudan and from Milan.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Gladiators to the jazz 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All Silicon Teens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Doobie Brothers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an arpeggiator and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ronnie Foster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro 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?
Terrestrial Tones,
E-Dancer,
Yazoo,
Echospace,
Blancmange,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Jandek,
Cheater Slicks,
Matthew Halsall,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Black Flag,
Lyres,
Alton Ellis,
Sister Nancy,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Absolute Body Control,
Lucky Dragons,
World's Most,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Smoke,
Derrick May,
Suburban Knight,
The Music Machine,
The Kinks,
Silicon Teens,
Wings,
The Move,
Loose Ends,
The Vogues,
The Velvet Underground,
Kevin Saunderson,
kango's stein massive,
Barbara Tucker,
China Crisis,
X-101,
Bang On A Can,
Rites of Spring,
The Moleskins,
Soul II Soul,
the Slits,
Electric Prunes,
The Mojo Men,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
DNA,
The Stooges,
The Last Poets,
Rekid,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Public Image Ltd.,
Matthew Bourne,
Steve Hackett,
Tears for Fears,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Grey Daturas,
The Standells,
Josef K,
Jawbox,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Electric Prunes,
Aural Exciters,
The Skatalites,
Boogie Down Productions,
Lou Reed, Lou Reed, Lou Reed, Lou Reed.
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.