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 Mexico and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 linndrum 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 X-101 to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Darondo. All the underground hits.
All Flamin' Groovies 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 grime 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 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Slave record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moby Grape,
Terry Callier,
Nik Kershaw,
the Association,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Monks,
Roxy Music,
Sugar Minott,
Jeff Mills,
Soul Sonic Force,
Steve Hackett,
The Associates,
Black Flag,
Bob Dylan,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Stockholm Monsters,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Lower 48,
Japan,
Boz Scaggs,
Warsaw,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Idris Muhammad,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Moody Blues,
The Fortunes,
Amazonics,
The Gap Band,
LL Cool J,
Echospace,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Metal Thangz,
Sight & Sound,
Mantronix,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Tremeloes,
Lakeside,
The Black Dice,
ABC,
Siglo XX,
The Seeds,
The Fuzztones,
Pylon,
The Young Rascals,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Adolescents,
Minny Pops,
Bobby Sherman,
The Blues Magoos,
Marshall Jefferson,
Aaron Thompson,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Section 25,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Monolake,
Pagans,
The Saints,
The Motions,
Jerry's Kids,
John Holt, John Holt, John Holt, John Holt.
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.