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 Taiwan and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 snare 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 EPMD 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 Dave Gahan. All the underground hits.
All Boredoms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Underground Resistance record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter & Gordon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Invisible,
Andrew Hill,
Janne Schatter,
Harmonia,
Kas Product,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Bobby Womack,
Stereo Dub,
Visage,
Mission of Burma,
Average White Band,
Wally Richardson,
cv313,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
David Bowie,
Kayak,
Marmalade,
Surgeon,
Make Up,
The Skatalites,
Black Flag,
Soft Cell,
MC5,
AZ,
Leonard Cohen,
Zero Boys,
Lower 48,
Scion,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Quantec,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Joey Negro,
Mary Jane Girls,
Bill Wells,
Minnie Riperton,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Sister Nancy,
Mark Hollis,
Gang Gang Dance,
Bill Near,
Absolute Body Control,
Shoche,
Panda Bear,
Matthew Halsall,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
MDC,
Minutemen,
Talk Talk,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Evens,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Soul II Soul,
The Divine Comedy,
UT,
Erykah Badu,
Unrelated Segments,
The Count Five,
Buzzcocks,
Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson.
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.