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 Comoros and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Manfred Mann's Earth Band to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Roger Hodgson. All the underground hits.
All Arcadia tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DJ Style 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a FM Einheit record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flamin' Groovies,
Parry Music,
The Electric Prunes,
Kaleidoscope,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Flash Fearless,
Jawbox,
Smog,
New Order,
Intrusion,
Section 25,
The Velvet Underground,
Oblivians,
L. Decosne,
The Stooges,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Lou Reed,
Outsiders,
Jandek,
The Flesh Eaters,
LL Cool J,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Derrick May,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Lungfish,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Buzzcocks,
Dual Sessions,
Swell Maps,
The Evens,
Sugar Minott,
The Fuzztones,
The Black Dice,
Index,
K-Klass,
Harry Pussy,
The Human League,
E-Dancer,
The Gap Band,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Bootsy Collins,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Reagan Youth,
Absolute Body Control,
Chris Corsano,
The Martian,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
In Retrospect,
Soul Sonic Force,
Half Japanese,
Television Personalities,
Skriet,
Wolf Eyes,
The Selecter,
Chrome,
KRS-One,
Black Flag,
The Wake,
The Skatalites,
The Neon Judgement,
Zapp,
David Bowie, David Bowie, David Bowie, David Bowie.
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.