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 South and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 Paris and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Gregory Isaacs to the punk 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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam. All the underground hits.
All Basic Channel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Q65 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kings Of Tomorrow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aaron Thompson,
Can,
Reuben Wilson,
Dual Sessions,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Intrusion,
Wolf Eyes,
Loose Ends,
Soft Machine,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Happenings,
Dennis Brown,
Japan,
Gerry Rafferty,
Dorothy Ashby,
Bang On A Can,
Byron Stingily,
Black Flag,
The Gun Club,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Monks,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Q and Not U,
The Kinks,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Chris Corsano,
Monolake,
Stereo Dub,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Modern Lovers,
Johnny Osbourne,
Boz Scaggs,
Second Layer,
Juan Atkins,
KRS-One,
The Gap Band,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Livin' Joy,
Black Bananas,
Television,
Radiopuhelimet,
Brand Nubian,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Urselle,
Pylon,
The Leaves,
UT,
MC5,
Moebius,
Easy Going,
Isaac Hayes,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Sandy B,
Cybotron,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Absolute Body Control,
Gichy Dan,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Boredoms,
The Black Dice, The Black Dice, The Black Dice, The Black Dice.
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.