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 Togo and from Houston.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 marimba 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 Pulsallama to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Franke. All the underground hits.
All The Monochrome Set tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kas Product 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minny Pops record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
JFA,
Bizarre Inc.,
Shuggie Otis,
Kayak,
Camberwell Now,
Fear,
Clear Light,
Duran Duran,
Radiohead,
The Dead C,
The Fortunes,
Lee Hazlewood,
Bill Wells,
DJ Style,
Marcia Griffiths,
Prince Buster,
MDC,
Procol Harum,
Symarip,
Soft Machine,
Suicide,
Moby Grape,
Sun Ra,
Massinfluence,
Bronski Beat,
The Mummies,
Kevin Saunderson,
Echospace,
Alton Ellis,
B.T. Express,
Yazoo,
The Fugs,
Monks,
Desert Stars,
Black Flag,
Technova,
Roxy Music,
Jimmy McGriff,
Tom Boy,
Infiniti,
the Normal,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Star Department,
Eric Dolphy,
The Last Poets,
Terrestrial Tones,
Adolescents,
Jerry's Kids,
Glambeats Corp.,
Maurizio,
Barbara Tucker,
The Angels of Light,
Black Sheep,
Ornette Coleman,
Charles Mingus,
Barclay James Harvest,
Matthew Bourne,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Make Up,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap.
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.