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 France and from Jakarta.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the marimba 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 The Peanut Butter Conspiracy to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Sun Ra Arkestra. All the underground hits.
All The Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Man Parrish 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonic Youth,
Soft Machine,
Flamin' Groovies,
Susan Cadogan,
The Monochrome Set,
Schoolly D,
The Electric Prunes,
Shoche,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Gang of Four,
the Fania All-Stars,
Faraquet,
LL Cool J,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Buckinghams,
Dual Sessions,
Jeff Mills,
The Moody Blues,
Joensuu 1685,
Pantytec,
Swell Maps,
Wings,
The Slackers,
the Human League,
The Techniques,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Public Image Ltd.,
Bronski Beat,
Talk Talk,
Matthew Halsall,
Cybotron,
Derrick Morgan,
New Order,
Sarah Menescal,
Bang On A Can,
The Fire Engines,
Glenn Branca,
Lightning Bolt,
The Velvet Underground,
Marvin Gaye,
Agitation Free,
Minnie Riperton,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Skarface,
Darondo,
The Barracudas,
8 Eyed Spy,
Colin Newman,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Eli Mardock,
Man Eating Sloth,
Maleditus Sound,
Ultra Naté,
Sister Nancy,
Accadde A,
Harmonia,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Quantec,
Flash Fearless,
Marcia Griffiths,
Masters at Work,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers.
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.