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 Hungary and from Columbus.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Seoul.
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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Adolescents to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Marcia Griffiths. All the underground hits.
All Red Lorry Yellow Lorry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mars record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brand Nubian record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minny Pops,
Lebanon Hanover,
Surgeon,
Agitation Free,
Underground Resistance,
10cc,
the Soft Cell,
Johnny Osbourne,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Nico,
Young Marble Giants,
Mars,
Circle Jerks,
Lucky Dragons,
Livin' Joy,
Slick Rick,
The Monks,
Country Teasers,
Au Pairs,
Nirvana,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
the Normal,
Rekid,
Hashim,
Fugazi,
The Zeros,
Y Pants,
Sight & Sound,
Iggy Pop,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Amazonics,
Joe Finger,
Nation of Ulysses,
Blancmange,
The Searchers,
Colin Newman,
Section 25,
Man Eating Sloth,
John Foxx,
Silicon Teens,
L. Decosne,
Aswad,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Brick,
The Walker Brothers,
Crispian St. Peters,
Bob Dylan,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Malaria!,
Grey Daturas,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Adolescents,
Icehouse,
Blossom Toes,
Brass Construction,
The Smiths,
Lakeside,
Soulsonic Force,
Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti.
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.