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 Thailand and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Circle Jerks to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Vladislav Delay. All the underground hits.
All Pantaleimon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Make Up 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Organ record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Bourne,
Warren Ellis,
World's Most,
K-Klass,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Stooges,
Marcia Griffiths,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Fugs,
Gang Starr,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Visage,
Slick Rick,
Gong,
Michelle Simonal,
Monks,
EPMD,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Real Kids,
Howard Jones,
Fatback Band,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Agitation Free,
Cymande,
Juan Atkins,
The Alarm Clocks,
Lindisfarne,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Janne Schatter,
Soulsonic Force,
The Saints,
The Trojans,
Ponytail,
Saccharine Trust,
One Last Wish,
Kenny Larkin,
The Fire Engines,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Sister Nancy,
UT,
Main Source,
Toni Rubio,
Iggy Pop,
La Düsseldorf,
Scientists,
Reagan Youth,
The Evens,
Smog,
Barrington Levy,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Gladiators,
Heaven 17,
The Dave Clark Five,
Swans,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Maurizio,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Joey Negro,
Nation of Ulysses,
Country Teasers,
Grey Daturas,
Skarface,
Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes.
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.