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 Tunisia and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 mellotron 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 Dorothy Ashby to the dance 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 Technova. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Hutcherson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Monolake record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tommy Roe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare 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?
Johnny Clarke,
LL Cool J,
Man Parrish,
Aswad,
Wings,
Oneida,
The Pop Group,
Rekid,
Visage,
Radiohead,
Fugazi,
Joey Negro,
Fear,
The Modern Lovers,
Cal Tjader,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Charles Mingus,
Panda Bear,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
MC5,
Todd Terry,
Swell Maps,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Flipper,
Deadbeat,
Arab on Radar,
Nas,
Danielle Patucci,
Siglo XX,
Basic Channel,
The Flesh Eaters,
Franke,
Nik Kershaw,
The Evens,
Bronski Beat,
The Smoke,
The Blackbyrds,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
June of 44,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Quantec,
Alphaville,
Scion,
Oblivians,
These Immortal Souls,
Shoche,
Boogie Down Productions,
Negative Approach,
John Lydon,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Hoover,
The Divine Comedy,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Sister Nancy,
A Certain Ratio,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Neon Judgement,
Ohio Players,
Eli Mardock,
Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet.
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.