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-Bissau and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 theremin 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 Bob Dylan to the rock 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 Scott Walker. All the underground hits.
All Gang Gang Dance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiohead record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 chamberlin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Funky Four + One record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Beau Brummels,
Glenn Branca,
Roxy Music,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Kaleidoscope,
Throbbing Gristle,
Underground Resistance,
The Slackers,
Infiniti,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Camberwell Now,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Victims,
the Normal,
Massinfluence,
Joe Finger,
Lou Christie,
Ice-T,
Lee Hazlewood,
John Foxx,
T.S.O.L.,
Adolescents,
Royal Trux,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Ossler,
Joy Division,
Josef K,
Minnie Riperton,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Mr. Review,
Young Marble Giants,
Sex Pistols,
Robert Görl,
Joyce Sims,
The New Christs,
Rites of Spring,
Stetsasonic,
Sixth Finger,
Sound Behaviour,
OOIOO,
Hot Snakes,
Section 25,
Chris & Cosey,
Delta 5,
Roxette,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Five Americans,
X-102,
Neil Young,
These Immortal Souls,
The Cure,
Black Flag,
Los Fastidios,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Harry Pussy,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Nick Fraelich,
Quadrant,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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You don't know what you really want.
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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.