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 Tonga and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 oboe 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 Magma to the rock 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 Country Joe & The Fish. All the underground hits.
All Yazoo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiopuhelimet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 linndrum and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul II Soul record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerri Chandler,
Ronan,
Mr. Review,
CMW,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
the Human League,
Maurizio,
Ludus,
Soft Machine,
Deadbeat,
Lou Christie,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Mojo Men,
Idris Muhammad,
Thee Headcoats,
Rekid,
Johnny Clarke,
Adolescents,
Magazine,
Byron Stingily,
Country Teasers,
Suburban Knight,
Crispy Ambulance,
Scientists,
Audionom,
48th St. Collective,
John Holt,
The United States of America,
H. Thieme,
Black Pus,
Can,
Monks,
Monolake,
Y Pants,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Television,
The Evens,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Los Fastidios,
Ultimate Spinach,
Lalann,
Ituana,
Moss Icon,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
La Düsseldorf,
Clear Light,
Circle Jerks,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Prince Buster,
Kurtis Blow,
Henry Cow,
John Lydon,
John Foxx,
Godley & Creme,
T.S.O.L.,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Ohio Players,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Ponytail,
Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army.
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.