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 Jordan and from Sao Paulo.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 U.S. Maple to the grime 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 This Heat. All the underground hits.
All Moebius tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric B and Rakim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joyce Sims record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Susan Cadogan,
Agitation Free,
Iggy Pop,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Quadrant,
Juan Atkins,
Brass Construction,
Popol Vuh,
The Monochrome Set,
Pantytec,
The Doors,
The Stooges,
Grey Daturas,
Jandek,
Joy Division,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Minny Pops,
Glenn Branca,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Pretty Things,
Mr. Review,
Roxy Music,
Intrusion,
Spandau Ballet,
Ornette Coleman,
Nick Fraelich,
Shuggie Otis,
Rapeman,
David Bowie,
Buzzcocks,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
These Immortal Souls,
Peter & Gordon,
Arthur Verocai,
Panda Bear,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Modern Lovers,
Parry Music,
Hardrive,
Erasure,
The Alarm Clocks,
Public Enemy,
Section 25,
Dennis Brown,
Monks,
The Invisible,
Howard Jones,
Anakelly,
T.S.O.L.,
Robert Hood,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Radio Birdman,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Slackers,
the Normal,
Porter Ricks,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Thee Headcoats,
New Order,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Ohio Players,
Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's.
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.