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 Norway and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 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 The Smoke to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Newcleus. All the underground hits.
All Joe Finger tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythm & Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Monochrome Set,
Gabor Szabo,
Cameo,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Rosa Yemen,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Quantec,
The Invisible,
JFA,
Easy Going,
E-Dancer,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lungfish,
Radio Birdman,
Mark Hollis,
The Saints,
Cymande,
Basic Channel,
Charles Mingus,
Make Up,
Juan Atkins,
Peter & Gordon,
Aloha Tigers,
Thompson Twins,
The Black Dice,
The Happenings,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Laurel Aitken,
Roxy Music,
Rites of Spring,
Subhumans,
Rapeman,
Idris Muhammad,
Jawbox,
Rekid,
The Alarm Clocks,
One Last Wish,
Half Japanese,
The Busters,
Jerry's Kids,
Lindisfarne,
Carl Craig,
Los Fastidios,
Masters at Work,
The Count Five,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Sugar Minott,
Minnie Riperton,
Flash Fearless,
Joensuu 1685,
Model 500,
Adolescents,
Don Cherry,
Joe Smooth,
The Names,
Grauzone,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Electric Prunes,
Niagra,
The Slackers,
Marshall Jefferson,
Sarah Menescal,
Albert Ayler,
The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party.
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.