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 Mauritius and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 MC5 to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Hasil Adkins. All the underground hits.
All Mission of Burma tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mad Mike record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 rhodes and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Soft Cell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minutemen,
Aloha Tigers,
The Count Five,
Agitation Free,
Lou Christie,
DJ Style,
Henry Cow,
Matthew Bourne,
Gang Gang Dance,
Qualms,
Tom Boy,
The Move,
Eve St. Jones,
Darondo,
Cal Tjader,
Mo-Dettes,
Judy Mowatt,
Lalann,
Radiohead,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Camberwell Now,
Lou Reed,
Josef K,
John Holt,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Blake Baxter,
Suburban Knight,
Spandau Ballet,
The Moleskins,
Audionom,
Underground Resistance,
Janne Schatter,
Saccharine Trust,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Sonics,
Jeru the Damaja,
Steve Hackett,
The Selecter,
John Lydon,
Alice Coltrane,
Toni Rubio,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Average White Band,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Black Flag,
Tubeway Army,
Hardrive,
One Last Wish,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Michelle Simonal,
Robert Görl,
The Monks,
Dawn Penn,
Susan Cadogan,
Masters at Work,
Can,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Gregory Isaacs,
Ultimate Spinach,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective.
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.