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 Kyrgyzstan and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 synthesizer 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 Evens to the grunge 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 Michelle Simonal. All the underground hits.
All Tim Buckley tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eurythmics 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moss Icon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
8 Eyed Spy,
Barrington Levy,
The United States of America,
Scratch Acid,
New Order,
Deadbeat,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Bill Near,
Kool Moe Dee,
Guru Guru,
Sun Ra,
Main Source,
Mary Jane Girls,
Idris Muhammad,
Robert Hood,
Fat Boys,
Connie Case,
DNA,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
E-Dancer,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
B.T. Express,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Rakim,
Vladislav Delay,
The Smoke,
Inner City,
Ponytail,
John Holt,
The Residents,
Adolescents,
Nas,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Ice-T,
KRS-One,
Warren Ellis,
Glenn Branca,
World's Most,
Bizarre Inc.,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gang Green,
Heaven 17,
Loose Ends,
Second Layer,
Rapeman,
Bluetip,
Aswad,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
AZ,
Silicon Teens,
The Move,
Hasil Adkins,
The Mojo Men,
Rhythm & Sound,
FM Einheit,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Eddi Front,
Joy Division,
Mantronix,
the Germs,
Crash Course in Science,
PIL,
Flash Fearless,
DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace.
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You don't know what you really want.
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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.