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 Kosovo and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 organ 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 Kango’s Stein Massive to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Fort Wilson Riot. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jacques Brel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gerry Rafferty record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Moleskins,
Trumans Water,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Funky Four + One,
Wasted Youth,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gichy Dan,
Con Funk Shun,
Zero Boys,
Dual Sessions,
Freddie Wadling,
Donny Hathaway,
B.T. Express,
Vladislav Delay,
Massinfluence,
Jeru the Damaja,
The New Christs,
The Raincoats,
Archie Shepp,
Charles Mingus,
Dead Boys,
Audionom,
Au Pairs,
Iggy Pop,
KRS-One,
The Fuzztones,
Model 500,
Stereo Dub,
The Tremeloes,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Procol Harum,
Faust,
Cal Tjader,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Pantytec,
The Seeds,
The Sound,
UT,
World's Most,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Oneida,
Agent Orange,
Ornette Coleman,
Electric Prunes,
David McCallum,
Bronski Beat,
Yaz,
Pussy Galore,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Fugs,
Mr. Review,
Wire,
Danielle Patucci,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Rotary Connection,
Parry Music,
FM Einheit,
Bush Tetras,
Supertramp,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet.
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.