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 Guinea and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 The Searchers to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Marcia Griffiths. All the underground hits.
All Bill Near tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Red Krayola record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 clarinet and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul Sonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rufus Thomas,
Aural Exciters,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Ten City,
The Monochrome Set,
Jimmy McGriff,
Little Man,
The Gladiators,
Funkadelic,
Skriet,
K-Klass,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Kerrie Biddell,
Curtis Mayfield,
Todd Rundgren,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Cure,
Dave Gahan,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Quantec,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Music Machine,
The Associates,
Patti Smith,
FM Einheit,
Ice-T,
Moebius,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Subhumans,
Agitation Free,
Marmalade,
The Martian,
Hasil Adkins,
Talk Talk,
Dawn Penn,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Bizarre Inc.,
Marc Almond,
Michelle Simonal,
The Grass Roots,
Ronnie Foster,
The Smiths,
Lebanon Hanover,
Henry Cow,
Ornette Coleman,
Grauzone,
Black Bananas,
The Motions,
the Association,
Heaven 17,
Infiniti,
Anthony Braxton,
Sound Behaviour,
Youth Brigade,
Siglo XX,
Monolake,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Tropical Tobacco,
Funky Four + One,
The Slits,
The Walker Brothers,
Pantytec,
Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes.
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.