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 Rwanda and from Milan.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Ludus to the electroclash 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 Crooked Eye. All the underground hits.
All AZ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Livin' Joy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Association record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Motions,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Gap Band,
Darondo,
Youth Brigade,
U.S. Maple,
The Velvet Underground,
Matthew Bourne,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
La Düsseldorf,
The Smiths,
Soulsonic Force,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Grandmaster Flash,
Derrick May,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Supertramp,
Deadbeat,
The Blues Magoos,
R.M.O.,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Adolescents,
Half Japanese,
Scrapy,
Juan Atkins,
Ornette Coleman,
Faust,
Brick,
This Heat,
Soul II Soul,
The Index,
Ituana,
The Beau Brummels,
A Certain Ratio,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
JFA,
Byron Stingily,
Minutemen,
Ten City,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Gang Starr,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Von Mondo,
The Standells,
John Lydon,
Young Marble Giants,
The Moleskins,
K-Klass,
Urselle,
Dave Gahan,
Stetsasonic,
The Blackbyrds,
the Normal,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Kerri Chandler,
Silicon Teens,
Howard Jones,
Roy Ayers,
Wire,
Animal Collective,
Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis.
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.