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 Nigeria and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Drexciya to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Liaisons Dangereuses. All the underground hits.
All Rakim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Porter Ricks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Leonard Cohen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Underground Resistance,
The Tremeloes,
Supertramp,
Arab on Radar,
Lakeside,
Groovy Waters,
John Cale,
Second Layer,
Gastr Del Sol,
Unrelated Segments,
Nirvana,
Jeru the Damaja,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Cure,
Faust,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Marvin Gaye,
ABBA,
Aaron Thompson,
Cluster,
The Monochrome Set,
The Music Machine,
Porter Ricks,
The Black Dice,
Freddie Wadling,
Yaz,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
the Bar-Kays,
The Gories,
The Fall,
Simply Red,
Infiniti,
The Fuzztones,
The Knickerbockers,
Donald Byrd,
Byron Stingily,
Mo-Dettes,
Swell Maps,
The Golliwogs,
Zapp,
Judy Mowatt,
Schoolly D,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Robert Görl,
Kaleidoscope,
The Fugs,
Sonic Youth,
June of 44,
Theoretical Girls,
The Monks,
Eric B and Rakim,
Interpol,
CMW,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The New Christs,
The Evens,
The Move,
Don Cherry,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Sun City Girls,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ultra Naté,
Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band.
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.