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 Tanzania and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 organ 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 Crooked Eye to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Qualms. All the underground hits.
All John Lydon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Section 25 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dorothy Ashby record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Brass Construction,
Donald Byrd,
The Blackbyrds,
The Real Kids,
Gang Gang Dance,
Anakelly,
LL Cool J,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Wasted Youth,
Ralphi Rosario,
Drexciya,
The Selecter,
Bronski Beat,
Model 500,
The Sound,
Silicon Teens,
The Slackers,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Index,
The Last Poets,
Scientists,
cv313,
Eli Mardock,
Tears for Fears,
Barrington Levy,
China Crisis,
John Coltrane,
Brick,
Hardrive,
The Smoke,
Marc Almond,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Cal Tjader,
Yazoo,
Fatback Band,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Techniques,
Popol Vuh,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Avey Tare,
The Invisible,
Danielle Patucci,
Hasil Adkins,
CMW,
A Certain Ratio,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Sun City Girls,
Nas,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Misunderstood,
Derrick May,
Country Teasers,
The Monks,
Alison Limerick,
The Star Department,
Iggy Pop,
Zapp,
ABC,
The Birthday Party,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Echospace,
Steve Hackett,
Alphaville, Alphaville, Alphaville, Alphaville.
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.