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 Germany and from Bologna.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Supertramp to the punk 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 Josef K. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Sherman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Drexciya 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joyce Sims record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jimmy McGriff,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Glenn Branca,
Radio Birdman,
Newcleus,
Gabor Szabo,
Stiv Bators,
AZ,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Motions,
Arcadia,
Maurizio,
Mission of Burma,
Soft Machine,
Underground Resistance,
10cc,
Popol Vuh,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
a-ha,
Camberwell Now,
Gong,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Porter Ricks,
Gang of Four,
Nirvana,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Avey Tare,
Kurtis Blow,
Rhythm & Sound,
Shuggie Otis,
The Zeros,
Jawbox,
Banda Bassotti,
Scientists,
The Durutti Column,
Barry Ungar,
Brothers Johnson,
Soulsonic Force,
Yazoo,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Whodini,
Rotary Connection,
DNA,
the Normal,
Brand Nubian,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Masters at Work,
Mandrill,
Absolute Body Control,
Neil Young,
Duran Duran,
Alton Ellis,
Subhumans,
Sixth Finger,
The Trojans,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Invisible,
Prince Buster,
Chris & Cosey,
Thee Headcoats,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One.
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.