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 Seychelles and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 sitar 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 Clear Light to the electroclash 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 The Selecter. All the underground hits.
All The Moleskins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jesper Dahlback 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Goldenarms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lakeside,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Black Dice,
The Cramps,
Warsaw,
Roxy Music,
10cc,
Fat Boys,
Erykah Badu,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Blake Baxter,
Von Mondo,
Dark Day,
Sonny Sharrock,
Eurythmics,
The Martian,
Junior Murvin,
Kevin Saunderson,
PIL,
Crash Course in Science,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Fortunes,
Donny Hathaway,
The Pop Group,
Flash Fearless,
Minor Threat,
The Beau Brummels,
Livin' Joy,
Robert Görl,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sam Rivers,
Nick Fraelich,
Urselle,
Scan 7,
Jimmy McGriff,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Names,
Throbbing Gristle,
Lalann,
The Associates,
The Young Rascals,
Average White Band,
Lee Hazlewood,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Pantytec,
Radio Birdman,
The Residents,
D'Angelo,
Accadde A,
Can,
The United States of America,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Michelle Simonal,
Matthew Halsall,
Boogie Down Productions,
Royal Trux,
Black Sheep,
Technova,
Niagra,
Ultravox,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Fall,
U.S. Maple,
Camouflage,
The Music Machine, The Music Machine, The Music Machine, The Music Machine.
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.