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 Costa Rica and from Columbus.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Make Up to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Vainqueur. All the underground hits.
All Maleditus Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roxy Music record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Flesh Eaters,
Dennis Brown,
Fela Kuti,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Janne Schatter,
Kaleidoscope,
Gerry Rafferty,
Harry Pussy,
Eli Mardock,
Joensuu 1685,
Public Enemy,
Peter & Gordon,
Dual Sessions,
The Mojo Men,
Brass Construction,
Marshall Jefferson,
Eddi Front,
The Toasters,
Rites of Spring,
Boredoms,
The Beau Brummels,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Quantec,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Robert Hood,
Jacques Brel,
Rod Modell,
Leonard Cohen,
Radiohead,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Grandmaster Flash,
the Swans,
Rhythm & Sound,
Jerry's Kids,
The Happenings,
Ten City,
Minor Threat,
Sexual Harrassment,
Scan 7,
Soft Machine,
Ludus,
Gang Gang Dance,
Livin' Joy,
Ultravox,
Eurythmics,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Duran Duran,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Technova,
Joe Smooth,
Delta 5,
The Count Five,
The Gun Club,
Connie Case,
Radiopuhelimet,
Agent Orange,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.