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 Marshall Islands and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 cv313 to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Mr. Review. All the underground hits.
All Sound Behaviour tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dave Gahan 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Inner City record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Khruangbin,
ABC,
Hashim,
Donny Hathaway,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Cure,
Delon & Dalcan,
FM Einheit,
Sonny Sharrock,
The J.B.'s,
Skaos,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Fall,
Depeche Mode,
Rosa Yemen,
Yusef Lateef,
Easy Going,
Eli Mardock,
Mandrill,
Marshall Jefferson,
Gastr Del Sol,
London Community Gospel Choir,
D'Angelo,
Johnny Clarke,
Morten Harket,
Brand Nubian,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Ossler,
Yellowson,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The New Christs,
Sight & Sound,
Young Marble Giants,
Junior Murvin,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Darondo,
Dark Day,
Country Teasers,
Liliput,
The Standells,
Silicon Teens,
Don Cherry,
The Sound,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Ronnie Foster,
The Human League,
Kenny Larkin,
Brothers Johnson,
Barclay James Harvest,
Aloha Tigers,
Derrick Morgan,
The Kinks,
The Gun Club,
Television,
The Knickerbockers,
Bush Tetras,
Carl Craig,
L. Decosne,
Eden Ahbez,
The Fortunes,
Peter & Gordon,
The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots.
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.