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 Gabon and from New York.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 synthesizer 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 Nas to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 10cc. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Larry & the Blue Notes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 harpsichord and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cameo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sister Nancy,
Joy Division,
Fat Boys,
10cc,
Bluetip,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Make Up,
EPMD,
Steve Hackett,
Lalann,
The Gap Band,
Mandrill,
DNA,
Pantytec,
The Residents,
The Music Machine,
Quando Quango,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Barrington Levy,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Delta 5,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Idris Muhammad,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ossler,
Tears for Fears,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Janne Schatter,
Erykah Badu,
Mantronix,
The Gories,
Zero Boys,
Jeff Lynne,
Connie Case,
the Association,
The Victims,
Arab on Radar,
The J.B.'s,
Rosa Yemen,
Deadbeat,
Yusef Lateef,
Donny Hathaway,
L. Decosne,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Blues Magoos,
Scratch Acid,
Gichy Dan,
Essential Logic,
K-Klass,
Carl Craig,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Franke,
The Leaves,
Cal Tjader,
The Fuzztones,
Buzzcocks,
Henry Cow,
Thee Headcoats,
Robert Wyatt,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Bootsy Collins,
Cheater Slicks,
Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons.
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.