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 Ukraine and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Dual Sessions to the disco 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 Organ. All the underground hits.
All Shuggie Otis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Outsiders record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a One Last Wish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lucky Dragons,
Glenn Branca,
The Sound,
Liliput,
Public Enemy,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sandy B,
Lyres,
Alice Coltrane,
Crime,
T.S.O.L.,
Brick,
Bronski Beat,
Brass Construction,
Derrick Morgan,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Evens,
Unwound,
Freddie Wadling,
Fela Kuti,
Sexual Harrassment,
Electric Prunes,
Nas,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Rosa Yemen,
Los Fastidios,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
The Flesh Eaters,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Leaves,
Lalo Schifrin,
Arthur Verocai,
China Crisis,
D'Angelo,
The Mojo Men,
Eric B and Rakim,
the Normal,
The Cure,
La Düsseldorf,
Pagans,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Rhythm & Sound,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Shoche,
Aural Exciters,
K-Klass,
the Swans,
Dave Gahan,
Joyce Sims,
JFA,
Popol Vuh,
The Remains,
Sonic Youth,
Model 500,
Tubeway Army,
The Dead C,
The Young Rascals,
Roxy Music,
The American Breed,
Fear,
Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy.
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.