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 New Zealand and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Throbbing Gristle. All the underground hits.
All The Fall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Traffic Nightmare record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Icehouse,
Dual Sessions,
Soulsonic Force,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Hasil Adkins,
Ponytail,
Trumans Water,
Quantec,
The Gap Band,
Q65,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Dead Boys,
The Electric Prunes,
Bronski Beat,
The Cramps,
Joy Division,
Parry Music,
Mark Hollis,
Rakim,
Lebanon Hanover,
Bush Tetras,
R.M.O.,
The Residents,
Public Enemy,
Neu!,
Deakin,
Leonard Cohen,
Tim Buckley,
Derrick Morgan,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Star Department,
Bill Wells,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
D'Angelo,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Move,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Drexciya,
Minny Pops,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Fluxion,
The Real Kids,
CMW,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Hoover,
Surgeon,
The Searchers,
Gang Starr,
Minnie Riperton,
Jawbox,
Organ,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Barracudas,
Bluetip,
Khruangbin, Khruangbin, Khruangbin, Khruangbin.
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.