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 Brunei and from New York.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Mantronix to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Gregory Isaacs. All the underground hits.
All Sugar Minott tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pantaleimon 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jandek,
Lalo Schifrin,
Crispian St. Peters,
Tim Buckley,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Associates,
Sugar Minott,
Sound Behaviour,
Deadbeat,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The American Breed,
Camberwell Now,
June of 44,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Reuben Wilson,
a-ha,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Colin Newman,
10cc,
The Golliwogs,
One Last Wish,
The Index,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Gang Green,
The Alarm Clocks,
DNA,
T.S.O.L.,
Letta Mbulu,
U.S. Maple,
Mr. Review,
the Human League,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
OOIOO,
Sun Ra,
Unwound,
Steve Hackett,
Bobby Sherman,
Yazoo,
Agitation Free,
Skarface,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
R.M.O.,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Cosmic Jokers,
ABBA,
Mary Jane Girls,
World's Most,
Lebanon Hanover,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Howard Jones,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Minny Pops,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Residents,
The Cramps,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Soul II Soul,
Eric B and Rakim,
Monks,
Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys.
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.