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 Laos and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Spokane.
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 guitar 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 Terror Squad Feat. Camron to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Bauhaus. All the underground hits.
All Alice Coltrane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deepchord 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Louis and Bebe Barron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Panda Bear,
LL Cool J,
Outsiders,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Sound,
Youth Brigade,
The Barracudas,
Gang of Four,
Quadrant,
Lou Christie,
Radiopuhelimet,
Darondo,
Blancmange,
Black Sheep,
the Human League,
Nik Kershaw,
Aaron Thompson,
Index,
Iggy Pop,
Eurythmics,
The United States of America,
Ken Boothe,
The J.B.'s,
Public Enemy,
Whodini,
Morten Harket,
Faust,
Delon & Dalcan,
Supertramp,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Masters at Work,
Crispy Ambulance,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Slick Rick,
Marine Girls,
Isaac Hayes,
The Motions,
Tubeway Army,
10cc,
FM Einheit,
Altered Images,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Tim Buckley,
Lebanon Hanover,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
the Fania All-Stars,
Joy Division,
Charles Mingus,
Mr. Review,
Wasted Youth,
AZ,
Kas Product,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Cheater Slicks,
Gil Scott Heron,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Curtis Mayfield,
Dawn Penn,
Matthew Bourne,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Easy Going,
Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants.
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.