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 the UAE and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Blake Baxter to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Fugazi. All the underground hits.
All The Jesus and Mary Chain tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yazoo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nation of Ulysses record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Technova,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Stooges,
Slave,
The Motions,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Eddi Front,
Pierre Henry,
June of 44,
Das Ding,
Kevin Saunderson,
Alison Limerick,
Robert Wyatt,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Funky Four + One,
Spoonie Gee,
Althea and Donna,
Sound Behaviour,
Camberwell Now,
Dorothy Ashby,
Hasil Adkins,
Ice-T,
Amazonics,
X-101,
Avey Tare,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
X-102,
Supertramp,
the Bar-Kays,
E-Dancer,
Lou Christie,
Moss Icon,
Dennis Brown,
The Misunderstood,
Ronan,
Sarah Menescal,
Echospace,
LL Cool J,
Yusef Lateef,
The Fugs,
Wings,
Malaria!,
In Retrospect,
The United States of America,
Sonny Sharrock,
One Last Wish,
Suburban Knight,
Jeff Lynne,
The Monochrome Set,
Chris & Cosey,
Symarip,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Crooked Eye,
The Last Poets,
Roxy Music,
Blake Baxter,
Warsaw,
Section 25,
DJ Sneak,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Gichy Dan,
The Zeros,
the Human League, the Human League, the Human League, the Human League.
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.