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 Korea North and from Houston.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 LL Cool J. All the underground hits.
All Jimmy McGriff tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lafayette Afro Rock Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Major Organ And The Adding Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Y Pants,
The Vogues,
Barry Ungar,
Liliput,
John Foxx,
Cal Tjader,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Nation of Ulysses,
Terrestrial Tones,
Depeche Mode,
48th St. Collective,
The Cure,
The Black Dice,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Motorama,
Japan,
Rotary Connection,
Donny Hathaway,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Excepter,
Lightning Bolt,
Dawn Penn,
Ultra Naté,
Kas Product,
Ice-T,
Kaleidoscope,
James White and The Blacks,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Pharoah Sanders,
Wings,
MC5,
Derrick May,
Monolake,
Crispian St. Peters,
The J.B.'s,
Ossler,
The Evens,
Mary Jane Girls,
Wasted Youth,
The Barracudas,
Tom Boy,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Offenders,
World's Most,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Scott Walker,
Godley & Creme,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Connie Case,
Erykah Badu,
Blossom Toes,
The Dead C,
A Certain Ratio,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Star Department,
MDC,
Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget.
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.